My response to Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes prompt for Challenge #8. The boab slumped in the middle of a corral like a fat clown. Leah cowered behind her ma. ‘No need to be scared, little one,’ Ma said. ‘It’s only a tree.’ ‘But it’s upside down, Ma.’ ‘That’s what makes it magic,’ said Ma. […]
Day: January 8, 2016
Winter Rising
My response to Esther Newton’s weekly writing challenge: a poem on the theme of winter. Early morning frost laced Leaves and grass Bejewelled cobwebs Glittered as we passed Our words hung breathless In the frozen air And then melted away In the early sun’s glare. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest
Limerick
My response to Esther Newton’s weekly writing challenge: a limerick featuring the word ‘scrabble’ that only works if you’re British! A Scrabble player from Nunhead Was anxious to pick up a Z; He felt deep in the sack, Kept throwing them back And got stuck with a Q instead. © Kim M. Russell, 2016
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