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Star Wars (response to Writing Challenge #22)

They did a great job incorporating all the different genres into one short and lovely poem Star Wars.

Reena Saxena

The fairy with purple rings

Is spreading its grey-blue wings

on the yellow orange sky

while the Sun collects its things.

The Stars emit energy waves

and the Earth below raves

about the Nocturnal Internet

for which other planets crave.

Killer Rays from aliens generate fear

They emit after donning action gear

Earthlings approach Stars for protection

Aliens come from afar, the Stars are near.

The stars approach the Moon

“You can make the Aliens swoon

with your brilliant spotless beauty

and we, to the Wind’s music croon.”

And there we tame the aliens into behaving themselves 🙂

Inspired by Dragonition at

Writing Challenge #22

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Swamp Dwellers (Story Fragment)

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The fog drifted around her. She could barely make out the trees around her or even her feet. She walked carefully knowing if she stepped off the path and into the swamp it could swallow her in seconds if she was lucky or drag her slowly down centimetre by terrifying centimetre as she struggled to free herself. She felt for the next stone with her left foot. As a child she’d been able to run along these hidden paths with her eyes shut but she hadn’t been home in years. She had never wanted to come back but now she was, one careful step at a time. She had to warn them and she was the only one who could that still cared enough.

The Lovers (a story fragment). by Christine Lucas

Christine Lucas wrote a very intriguing expanstion of my story fragment the lovers you should check out her blog here Christine Lucas.

Christine Lucas

the-lovers-art-nouveau-tarotThe wind ruffled his hair. She liked how it sent his fringe tumbling over his eyes. This would be the last time she saw him looking like this, strong, handsome, his skin glowing with the last rays of a dramatic sunset. As if sensing her gaze he turned to face her. Sadness tinged his eyes. ‘Are you having doubts?’

‘No,’ she shook her head. ‘Though it is a long way down and the river fast flowing.’

‘It is, but we are together. That’s all that matters.’ He reached for her hand. Their shoulders touched as they sat on the railing of a bridge. They looked down at the raging river below them. The breeze smelled sweetly of honeysuckle. ‘Scared?’

‘A little,’ she tried to look nonchalant, swinging her bare legs over the gorge.

‘We don’t have to jump you know.’

‘But you’ll think I’m a coward.’

‘No I won’t,’ he…

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