Category: Poems

Death limericks…sad face.

Sad face emojo goes here

4 for the price of 1

A lass I once worked with called Jane

Had a tumour removed from her brain

She went to celebrate

Thinking yeah this is great

But got hit on way home by a train

…

My friend knew a girl, quite the dancer

Really hot so he thought he’d romance her

Woo’d her hard, they got wed

Had two kids then dropped dead

Nobody knew she had brain cancer

…

Mum loved chicken and steak, cheese and bread

Quite often ate cake in her bed

Scoffing chocolate and sweeties

Got real fat, diabetes

Lost 3 toes then one summer fell dead

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Old dame lived alone in a flat

Had no family or friends fancy that

Fell, banged her head on the ground

Three weeks later was found

Decomposing, face chewed off by her cat

…

Adrift – Room 101

101 words only

101 words

No more.

Seven hundred million miles from home Carlos stared into the yawning abyss of space. In a sky of a billion, trillion stars, filled with more life than he could comprehend, he felt his mind slipping away as a desperate loneliness tore at him.

“Come on you bitch” he said slamming a fist into the console. A system malfunction had set the emergency escape trajectory to a star a hundred lifetimes away and the panels were resolutely unresponsive.

Sitting back in the chair he closed his eyes and remembered Juliet’s face one last time, and unclipped the helmet seal from his suit.

Six Sentence Story Prompt – Console

6 Words to paint a picture…

The prompt was: CONSOLE

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

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Tyrell punched the eject button on the console, lights blinking frantically and the earth coming up fast.

Nothing.

Breathing heavily he punched it again, the suffocating force of his descent pushing him back into the seat.

Still nothing.

“Fuck,” he said, darkness creeping in at the periphery of his sight, blotting out the last of the stars in the inky black above.

“I’ll see you soon Katie, ” he whispered, “I’m coming home…”

99 Word Story – Feather

Gabe gasped loudly, Stella tracing the duster from neck to unbuttoned jeans…

July 4: Story Challenge in 99-words

Written in response to the ‘Feathers’ prompt. 99 words, no more, no less.

Gabe gasped loudly, Stella tracing the duster from neck to unbuttoned jeans.

“Quiet,“ she whispered, fingering his lip. “You’ve been a dirty boy. You need cleaning.”

Gabe nodded obediently. “Yes, Ive been so dirty.”

Desire coursed through them. Eyes locked. They burst into fits of laughter.

“Kiss your mother with that mouth?“ Gabe joked.

A feint but familiar child’s cry sounded from next door.

“Oh well. Looks like were sharing the bed love,” said Stella, kissing Gabe tenderly.

“Ill take the spare room,“ said Gabe smiling.

Stella tossed him the feather duster. “Take that, the corners need doing.“

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