Friday Fibbing

Written for https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2025/02/28/fibbing-friday-28th-february-2025/ money, six, and gold coins. ‘Here’s the six quid (pounds) I owe you’’ is the theme. 2.  What do Sumo Wrestlers use to purify the ring before a match? A water fight. 3.  What is the name of the sport played on broomsticks in Harry Potter? Water polo, but they have toContinue reading “Friday Fibbing”

Sandcastles

Written for https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/02/26/w3-prompt-148-weave-written-weekly/ The years ask questions what happened to the child holding on to her dad’s hand buidling sandcastles, creating our land. The years answer my inner child remains still finding joy in many ways sharing memories on summer days.

Delicate Skin

Written for https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/02/26/its-thursdays-six-sentence-story-blog-hop-8/ The sun soars, settling on the perfect, soft carpet. As each layer of snow melts, its warmth protecting the plants beneath their delicate skin. Water trickles through the earth, causing each bud to burst into brilliance. Leaves never wait to grow, they are drawn to the cloudless skies. Their life is short,Continue reading “Delicate Skin”

True Love

Written for https://weeklyprompts.com/2025/02/22/weekly-prompts-the-one-day-prompt-10/ One day a fearful mum holds a tiny hand with a love full grown. Crawling, walking, growing a proud mum allows with a fearless love to let their soft wings swoop free Whoever they are happiest to be, fearsome roots never leave.

Love Her

Written for https://melissalemay.wordpress.com/tag/flash-fiction/ What is this tic-tacky thing, anyway? Mum wants me to pose in colourful petals. She drags these rose goggles on me. Snap, the light flashes into my eyes. Good job, I love her! Other kids get kibble. Me? The best chicken served on a layer of rice, with a special meaty sauce.Continue reading “Love Her”

Window

Written for https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/02/19/w3-prompt-147-weave-written-weekly/ Red petal soft, a strong rose, outside your window A wind that sings a prose, yet life is just a window. Fragile, understanding that beauty is fleeting each living thing dies, like a scene through this window. Your fear not shown, you gaze out at your rose. My face watches your reflectionContinue reading “Window”

Simple

Written for https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/02/16/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-354/ Winding through each stage in life. Living happiness and strife. Nothing’s simple, yet we smile. Willing to walk that extra mile. for friends and family we keep walking. To keep us healthy, lets keep talking.