Flash Fiction, Poetry, and Literary Odds and Ends. A stand-in for a llama. Follow me down the spiraling staircase. The backyard backdoor no-escape, cape-in-the-mud pummeling. That comes around on the second. Watch the enraged mob dance.

Occupy Daily Prompt was created by the intrepid blogger, Mr. Immediately jumping on-board was LRose, and the two of them set off to have some fun coming up with blogging prompts. About a month ago Mr. Atheist had to put this project aside for various urgent priorities, and so LRose moved ahead as the sole author. On 5-15-15 she decided to strike out on her own. Her new prompt blog, The Blog Propellant,. Prompt response pingbacks, links and comments found here! Enter your comment here.

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Just Fiction and other things that seem fictitious. Old and arthritic trees welcomed them. They asked the tour guide. Then why did the inhabitants walk off? The government acquired this village and resettled the villagers in other places.

The art and inspiration of Ian Hamlin. 8220;the most important thing we bring to another person is the silence in us. Not the sort of silence that is filled with unspoken criticism or hard withdrawal. The silence that is a place of refuge of rest, of acceptance of someone as they are. Last week I went back to school! It was a lot of fun and those kids had really done their homework! A Touch of Colour.

The poems and works of boring John Walker. It resides in the hearts of drunks. Who frequent barely lit bars. You may find it in the yellowing diaries of dead actors. Or between the lines of a principled, honourable poem. It may nest in the zero-one zero-one mind of a soldier. Or blast out of the speakers of reputable daughters. It may anger the famed, leading few. And guarded rich men may set a high-minded warrior. Apparently I Make Music Now.