poetry, short story, six sentence story, writing

Pop Bottles

shapely, ridged, swirled, green glass bottles

waiting for redemption, to fill our pockets

we searched the ditches, dumpsters, curbs

someone even searched the bottle stand

military bases brought their wealth

to entrepreneurs of the kid kind


That’s my Six Sentence Story using the prompy word “redemption.” Go ahead and give it a try by going to this link

When a child, collecting and redeeming pop bottles was the way we made quick cash. It was a regular job to us, one we took seriously. My next oldest brother and I were most likely to pair up and search for these gems. He even hoisted me into the garbage dumpsters to hand him the bottles. Mom was not pleased, when she found out. Eventually, my brother grew into other work, but I continued this venture until I was about 12, when we moved and opportunities changed.


Well, lookie there! I did a poem and a story. It’s enough redemption for this day.

short story, six sentence story

Boisterous, Bowling, Being Together is a Blast

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Charlie bowled us over with his jokes.

Simone bowled so many strikes, she was declared the champion.

I was in the company of both people when Maureen brought a big bowl of popcorn.

We gathered some smaller bowls and helped ourselves to the delicious, buttery treat.

Harold could be spotted a mile away with his bowler hat, toting the sodas.

We all tried on his hat and had a fun, lighthearted time, full of snacks, fun, and togetherness.

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There you have it! My Six Sentence Story for this week. Hope it didn’t bowl you over, too much!

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Short Fiction, short story, six sentence story, writing

Shades of Blue

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She searched for alternatives for the painting of her life. Her paper was beautiful with shades of blue. They ranged from the brightness of the sky to the stylings of The Thrill is Gone. She wondered if she liked brightness the best or if she had to choose.

When she dipped her brush in the water, ready to thin her blue, she paused. Reflecting about where her journey had taken her, she shook out her brush and poured a cup of coffee and smiled.


this is my six sentence story in response to the prompt “alternative.” Thanks to Denise of Girlie on the Edge for her weekly prompts.