#SoCS May 25/19 – Rosy Posy

Linda’s #SoCS prompt this week:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rhymes with rosy.” Find a word that rhymes with “rosy” or use the word “rosy” and base your post on it. Enjoy!

The Tale of Rosy and her Posy

There was an old girl called Rosy
Who happened to be quite blowsy
Weathered skin and crazy hair
But she really didn't care
Her embraces were always quite cosy

Then entered a woman named Josie
Who seduced Rosy with a posy
The noises that were heard
From the house were absurd
The neighbours couldn't help but be nosy!

Ritu 2019


Tuesday Poems for #Writers #Inspiration – Blurb

Another poem inspired by Lucy of Blonde Write More! Have you ever written a blurb?

 Blurbing It
Tell me, what on earth’s a blurb?
A time your words, you have to curb
Take your thousands of words
Condense them to fifty – Yup, you heard
Make your story sound superb
 
Years and years crafting your story
Many words celebrated with glory
Now strip it all back
Hack, hack, hack, hack
Cos a blurb is obligatory
 
Well, you need to find a hook
Make people want to take a look
Those few words, back there
Should make people care
And want to buy your book
   
Ritu 2019

Wicker #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

There once was a gaggle of witches
Who made merry around football pitches
Though made of wicker
They wouldn't half bicker
And had all the supporters in stitches!
Ritu 2019
#writephoto

Stream Of Consciousness Saturday – #SoCS 2/16

Linda’s prompt for SoCS this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “yawn.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the word “yawn,” when you sit down to write your post. Enjoy!

There was a smart man from Lawn
Over whom, the ladies would fawn
But his wife confessed
She was not impressed
And quietly stifled a yawn

You she, she had spent three years
Perfecting her claps and her cheers
For his rote learned tricks
That impressed all the chicks
But bored her simply to tears

Still, she had to pay him his due
Because from him it was through
That she lived like a dame
And his fortune and fame
Came from tricking them all, old and new

The women would come from miles
To be flattered by his comments and smiles
And if they wanted to pay
Who was she to say
She just gathered the coins into piles

To them she was just the maid
Dressed rather plainly and staid
But she knew the score
He loved her more
Of losing him, she wasn't afraid

You see, our young man from Lawn
Was simply his cunning wife's pawn
When he'd made enough money
She'd gather his 'honey'
And one day she'd simply be 'gorn'

Ritu 2019

(gorn - gone - artistic licence!)


#SoCS April 21/18 – spoke

Linda’s prompt for SoCS this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “spoke.” Use it somewhere, in some form, in your post. Bonus points if you don’t use it in the first sentence. Enjoy!

There was a young lady from Pinner
Who always appeared such a winner
But she spoke as she ate
Not bothering to wait
No manners while scoffing down dinner!

Sorry, such a silly effort, but my brain was on strike… nothing spoke to me… apart from silly limerick rhymes!

Happy Saturday Peeps!

https://lindaghill.com/2018/04/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-april-21-18/

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