The garish red-pink paint covering familiar grey stucco quaint gone the banyan; our silent lunch mate that stood near the gate unknown faces in the library ( my shrine) my school, no longer seemed mine but when the bell rang my poor smote heart sang!
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Kim, has asked us to write a quadrille including the word bell in it.
The lively green trees conduct an acoustic medley an early whispering mist saunters from the mountains the dapper copper leaves and the dazzling gold blossoms feel betrayed and abandoned as they are forced to kneel on the track in supplication to the new season.
Written for dVerse quadrille Monday. Today’s host, Merril, has asked us to use track in 44 words. I have used words from Jane’s random word generator.
Little man, wipe that smile don’t look as pleased as punch victories are often short-lived on this thought, do munch you have thrown enough lame punches now hear the music of bone crunch winter is around the corner, just wait. You’ll get sucker punched!
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, De, has asked us to pack a punch ie use Punch in our quadrille.
Many hands toiling behind the scenes to smooth all creases many hours spent slogging over details to make a beautiful experience many miles travelled to bless and celebrate marriages may be made in heaven but require a lot of effort to work on earth.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Li, has asked us to write a quadrille including the world work in it.
It has been a hectic two days, travelling to and fro to attend a wedding in the family. We are on our way back home and I have written this sitting in the back seat.
You were such a romantic we were known as the duo dynamic my love made you ecstatic but lately you have been erratic your ardour has become static but today ain’t you being dramatic declaring that I am not your type! How utterly pathetic!
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, De, says: I want you to play with some form of the word type in your piece: typing, typed, typewriter, typography, typist.Archetypal.