Web of Lies

I saw you standing there 

Hand on her waist 

pulling her closer

And I knew then

All that you said last night

Was a web of lies

Intended to lure us into your lair.

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For Wonder Wednesday

Flawed

 



I landed into a  forest filled with luscious green peaceful giants and scurrying living creatures. Stepping out, the moss covered ground tickled my lower limbs, sending life signals that spread throughout me in delightful shivers. I looked up to see the wide span of blue dotted with nebulous waterforms - the open skies I cruised through upon entry.

  

 Then, I heard alien voices filled with  hatred and machines roaring in the distance.

In that instant, I understood my mission and why my superiors called this beautiful orb flawed.

 

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My first attempt at Five Sentence Fiction.

Autumn dreams

 

Dreamcatchers dancing

in the summer breeze that fades

Autumn dreams are here

 

Thank you, Kristjaan!

Symbols

 

 

I have often wondered

About the symbols man leave behind

Clues and secret treasures

 

With no one to decipher

 

What dreams and guesswork

They begin to inspire

Writers and dreamers are agog

 

Many turn to spin on blogs

 

Here is the Eye in the sky

Certainly I am reminded

Of Alan Parson's project

 

I hear you object

 

The  American dollar

Places this symbol into

Each and every American's hand

 

So that they can say 'I  can!'

 

And yes, this is the symbol

Of the American Seal

Novus Ordo Seclorum

 

A New Order of The Ages?

 

 

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A poor offering from me, for the Magpietales

 

I can't wait to see what Berowne has written this time!

An October to remember

October was the longest month

Still is, and the worst 

Was yet to come

I was drowning, I confess

But here is salvation!

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I must admit, without shame and total disregard for high society etiquette, I reached out to Tess on Facebook and brazenly asked her, "When is the Willow Manor Ball?"

October is truly the month when everything appears like a roller coaster. I am a working Mum, writer and free-lance copy-writer cum gardener and cougar loving wife, loyal friend - proper daughter, aspiring poet, French student, math teacher and family disciplinarian all rolled into one.

I desperately needed to go to the Ball of the Year!

My loving husband has just asked me to accompany him while he has his dinner.

Bye everyone and see you at the Ball!

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Oh, yes, here is the Magpie this week:

I watched, while they slept
One stood guard, his breath
Escaped into the night, full of fear

Afraid to switch off the lights
They sensed me tonight
Watching them watching me

Queen of the Night.

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For the Magpie Tales