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Remote Control

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Remote Control

Sarenda landed a remote spot on the edge of awareness, but close to comfort

She found a picnic table to start each day with coffee and cereal before logging in

Scenery was often inspiring to her thoughts and she cranked out many warm words

Some were rather hot, even spicy, but not too untame for modern species

Cats got your tongue, ran through her mind in remembrance of teaseful times

She found her claim on this space to be just the right amount of remote control


That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. What’s yours? Go to Girlie on the Edge and add it!

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Term Limits

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Randy sat at the typewriter, pecking away, setting his sights on the clock, ticking to 4 a.m. on the due date of his term paper. He knew he should have started sooner, but he was a working student who needed the money to keep up with school costs.

The student rubbed his eyes, stood up and stretched, and grabbed one more coffee before gathering his papers and heading to the student union. Wouldn’t you know it, he thought, the copiers are all in use. Finally, he saw an opening and took his station and copied his paper. Another term paper down, Randy left to drop it off to his professor, the drop off box was filling up fast, Randy knocked on the professor’s door to let him know, only to be told by the secretary that the professor would be gone for a week long break, returning to collect the term papers to grade when he returned.


So, there you have it! My Six Sentence Story. Poor Randy was tired and I hope he was able to catch a few zzz’s before he went to work. Needless to say, the professor caught some of his own zzz’s. Would you like to share your Six Sentence Story? Go to Girlie on the Edge and submit yours.

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Board Meeting of the Council of Cats

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Board Meeting of the Council of Cats

Mister Blaccatto led the board meeting of the Catpuccino Cat Club

Fluffy Fern who always sat close to Mister B called the club together

After minutes were read, Ms. Goldie suggested that the snacks should soon arrive and strutted in a restless fuss

Mr. Knee Sox kept to the edge of the board to allow for the first leap to treats

After the house stirred with two footed stomps the board commenced to a unified yowl

Meeting adjourned as they all ran to their bowls

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This is my attempt of the Six Sentence Story prompt of “Board” You can join in the fun by going to Girlie on the Edge and entering and/or reading.

poetry, six sentence story

Rhythm – an Acrostic

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Rumpa, pum, pum

Hatchaa, hatchaa, hatchaa

Yuhooee, yuhooee, yuhooee

Tappa, tappa, tappa

Hausha, hausha, hausha

Mmmbah, mmmbah, mmmbah


This is my Six Sentence Story/Poem. You can check out where to submit HERE

This is my attempt at an acrostic to illustrate rhythm. As you can see, the word is vertical and the rhythm sounds are horizontal. Which direction would you take it? And now…one of my favorites:

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How to Start a Fire

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gather kindling-twigs n leaves, paper debris, light a match

find strong branches, trim them down, roast marshmallows, make s’mores

wrapped in grandma’s red plaid blanket, snuggle closer

notice sticky candy lips, take a chance and kiss them gently

flames lap at your feet, kisses sweet enough to eat

this is how a fire is made, starting with a twig to flame


This is my six line poem for the Six Sentence Story challenge

You, too can enter the challenge by going to Girlie on the Edge’s blog


Recipe for S’Mores