poetry, six sentence story

Canvas

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Canvas – Acrostic

Cerulean blue for his eyes

Amethyst as certain as her strands touching white

Navy blue for his warm pea-coat

Vermillion green matched her glimmering eyes

As sure as the canvas depicted their likenesses

Sweetness was attractive only by their shades of life

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There you go, that’s my acrostic for the Six Sentence Poem

You can go here to see what’s happening!

poetry, six sentence story

A Mundane Life

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Simon lived a ho-hum life & often told his mother

I’m bored he’d say, without recall, she’d find him something or other

Clean his room, sweep the floors, she’d give him lots of chores

As soon as he was done, he’d bounce on out the door

While he dug the sand & formed great mounds it finally hit his brain

Unless I want to spend all days inside, I’d best not pout mundane

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There you have it, that’s my Six Sentence Story/Poem – you might want to go check out other’s writings, I am sure they are excellent! Here’s the LINK

poetry, six sentence story

Little Rosy Rhonda

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little rosy Rhonda has such a sassy style

it precedes the way she pops about, busy all the while

some say she’s rambunctious, never sitting still

she starts at early morning, a determined sis with will

how much to cherish such a joy, to find her in ones presence

to have such energy around, this reminds us of life’s essence

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So, there you have it my Six Sentence Story, which is a six lined poem. Same church, different pew. How about you go see who else joined in the fun. You can go to this LINK and see what’s happening.

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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

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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.

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