poetry, six sentence story

the arrangement

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six silk scarves were spotted when he peeked inside the room

four were tied to the bedposts; two were left on the nightstand

sheets of satin tucked so tight that not a wrinkle showed

he swigged his drink, excused himself as he found his way to the door

she locked up her apartment, slipped into her gown and slippers

poured another glass and lounged on her chaise, and waited for a call


There you have it. Believe it or not, I actually completed a six-lined poem for my contribution to the Six-Sentence Story Challenge. Happy Birthday to Denise.

You can join in the fun, too. Just go to this link and take on the challenge.

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Play Time

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Play Time

As a little girl, I often created my own plays. My dolls and my sister’s dolls would be selected for the roles. Much inspiration came from Grimm’s Fairy Tales with my own little twists, here and there. Even then, I was figuring out different scenarios and testing them out. Rarely, did I show these plays to any audience, except the scroll plays in a shoebox. You just had to be there for these award winning performances.


This is my response to the Six Sentence Story Challenge from Girlie on the Edge

poetry, six sentence story


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he hung on the end of a branch, held by a strong, thick limb, the trunk made no comment

just stood tall, innocent, years of rings within— to count them, means you’d have to

cut down the tree, but why would you want to do that, this tree is innocent

rains bucketed the skies and woosh, he fell from the branch, flowing to freedom

a forgone conclusion that this innocent tree and simple autumn leaf have a purpose

the strong, thick limb— innocent, men who were hung- they were not guilty at all


This is my 6 line poem in response to this challenge: Girlie on the Edge

poetry, six sentence story

The Operation

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She found the most plump, well-rounded, orangest subject

As she studied the lines between the prominent ridges

She looked for just the right place to make an incision

Careful not to lose focus and distort her vision for perfection

She drew perfect marks for the removal of the cap

As the pumpkin sat still on the firmest of structure


This is my Six Sentence Story for this week. It will be linked to the reader board later this week. Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for the keyword STRUCTURE