Snake Pit (Sundays 6-Sentence Story)

Prompt:  MEMORY

Memory’s mostly snake pit.

Tormenting vipers of Yesterday…stealthy, fast, fangs pierce nightmares, daytime peace.

Toxic venom swirls through veins, infects Tomorrow’s hopes.

Why, I wonder, does memory save worst of moments, days?

Surely there were events, times, people of blessing, beneficent…

Somehow they get deleted:  mind’s hard drive refurbished, still faulty.

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Late Again (Six Sentence Story)

Prompt:  POINT

I make a point each week, sincere, to my six sentences do.

Mystery to me, how time gets by these seemingly watchful eyes.

Perhaps it’s multitude of prompts come flying, ravenous beaks, ever on wing.

Slept day away, sleep’s dire need…so, scrambled to post vital A to Z and NaPoWriMo…

Then laundry called…necessary task, to wash one’s underthings.

Now it’s nearly midnight again, hands of time quite pointedly point…I may be late for link-up, shucks!

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About “T’s” (6 Sentence Story)  Prompt:  “TYPE”

Good grief, it’s nearly THURSDAY again…gotta TYPE as fast as my frumpy, fuzzy TIRED brain will THINK…my TITLE to this post says it features letter “T”, and it’s not nearly A to Z’s “T-Day”.

On TOP of being over-challenged (April, yikes), I’ve got TROUBLES.

Monday, early a.m., TOILET malfunctioned…major panic, but Maintenance fixed it TUESDAY.

Last night I baked, needing more sugar to keep writing…TASTY brownies; and something else which failed at “presentation”, but is reasonably tasty too.

TODAY it’s TECH difficulties, as I eagerly read blogs from WP’s Reader (mostly Mozilla Firefox’s issue).

So to finalize my “six” I should faithfully show gratitude, give THANKS I’m still here to TELL a TALE… “all THINGS work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose*🙂

*Romans 8:28, King James Version

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Any Place (6-Sentence Story)

PROMPT:  Place

Oh no, I did it…lost my place.

Thought Thursday was a LONG ways away.

But here it is, yep, calendar says “Thursday”…

I’ve been here and there and everywhere…surely I was some place.

Now, brain and fingers are scampering crazily…

To find, squeeze into, any place with all who meet for 6-Sentence Story Sundays!

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