poetry, Poetry Forms, six sentence story

She Loves Her Trains

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She Loves Her Trains

Tracey always loved trains, from the mechanics to the power, she swelled with delight.

Reaching into the toy box for her brother’s train set, when they were out and about, she was excited.

Although she was a girl and girls didn’t play with boy’s toys, Tracey defied this as she played.

In a world where women were to have their certain roles, it did not make sense to Tracey.

Nowadays, Tracey is glad she can openly share her love for train, specifically train sets.

She has never had her own train set, but loves to visit places with trains and loves to ride the train.

There you have it! This is my Six Sentece Story told in an acrostic poem. You can do one too. Just go to THIS LINK and join us!

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Explorer of the Day

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Explorer of the Day

Henry packed up supplies for his day.

Toting his backpack and landing in his kayak, he paddled across the lake.

Observing turtles in play, he made mental notes.

The day was full of sunshine, warming his spirit.

Overjoyed, he was ready to go home and talk.

His father was especially happy to hear Henry’s adventures since he was no longer able to join his son.

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Gripping to Run

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Her hands gripped the steering wheel. The road was slippery as she felt the wheels lose their grip on the road. Her breath released prayers and regrets. If only she had not left the house this time, but she knew that by heading out she only had to make it far enough away to never be seen again.

He grabbed the phone she dropped on the floor, looking at the screen he knew what was wrong. He threw the phone across the room when he realized he no longer had a hold on her.

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There you have it. This is my Six Sentence Story for the week. Go check others out HERE

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On Your Mark, Get Set, GO!

I ask myself each day which mark I’m on.
It could be the starting point of a poem
or a long list of things I have to do.
I set my plan in place by listing tasks.
My mental gun blasts GO.
Like a runner, I follow the path to the end.

There you have it! This is my contribution to the SSS which I have been doing weekly for a good while. Denise makes the majic words appear and keeps us on the page. Thank you to Denise for always being there and cheering us on. You can also be a part of this by going to this LINK