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Prompt 414 – Creative
Tag - List of Words
Use the following in a story – a drag queen, theater tickets, split pants, a taxi, and a skunk

Prompt 415 – Creative
Tag – The apple
It has been the strangest day. Since you got up birds have been singing, animals followed you around, and the woods on the way to work seemed almost threatening. It seemed whenever you turned around with an issue today, one of seven men were there to lend you a hand. On your way home you helped this little old man across the road and he gave you the reddest apple you have ever seen. This all seems strangely familiar, but right now you just want a nice big bite of that apple. What happens?

And it's time for the next poetry prompt!

Poetry Prompt #9
Write one English Sonnet about your first love. Remember, we are looking for the pivot point, so if the love ended sadly, contrast that with a moment of brightness; if it was joyous, contrast it with a moment of doubt that might not last, etc., etc. You get the idea. You can read more about Sonnet's in this thread.

This week I decided to feature Cazpedroso's response to prompt #412, enjoy!

“What time are we supposed to be there?” Billy asked, as he straightened his clothes for the umpteenth time.

 

Zane checked his watch, “We have to be there at three, so we have about an hour to pack the car and head there.”

 

He laid his hands on Billy’s shoulders and rubbed until a low growl echoed through the room.

 

“Relax babe, I promise they will love you as much as I do.”

 

“You keep doing that and we’ll be late.”

 

Zane kissed Billy’s cheek with a chuckle and let go.

 

“Let’s go get Kelly and Eddy, then we’ll get going.”

The rest can be read, here.

And for the featured poetry prompt, we have totallyy's response to Poetry Prompt #8:

Tender buds spring forth with vigour, admirable.
Young love, charged, electric, strong words too quickly form.
But transient is infatuation, fallible.
March flurries bury the hasty: it’s a cold storm.

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