Ode to Olive Oyl

“Ode to Olive Oyl” Thus, there’s an “Olive” destined for Popeye. A gaggle of wild geese her voice intones. “She is but what she is ” her Popeye sighs. She keeps Sweet Pea so he is not alone. She souffles Popeye’s spinach from a can. Has many muscles like her dashing man: the oily,  perfect…

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Shapeshifting 13, #7 Kickoff

Rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet, the circus fun house mirror reflects a bizarre, plump figure. She appears elusive, mutant …her hair squirrels from her scalp.  Slimy thin,  she surreptitiously stoops, serpentine, snakelike…hissing…mwahahahahaha…! Use the words, “ball” and “mutant” in  39 words.

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Shapeshifting 13, #4, “Soap Sally Chimera”

http://www.grammarghoulpress.com/shapeshifting-13-4-kickoff”> “Soap Sally Chimera” “Soap Sally is a witch bad children must avoid”,  says Dad. We listen for her twitch beneath our bed at night.  Goosebumps arise when window blinds flutter. Huddled, we are fearful to be found!  Youth fled.  Yet, Dad’s dire warning hovers, still… in solemn shadows… late at night… memoirs of an…

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Soap Sally Sonnet

“Soap Sally” was a creature most untamed! Our dad warned terror came from such a witch. If little-girls-gone-bad, two sisters named, then Sal was listened for in ev’ry twitch beneath our bed or muffled in night shades. Our curtains rattled as the wind entranced and goosebumps on our skin was surely made when in the…

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Shapeshifting 13, #3, “Dream Diet”

Vortumnus-(Vertumno) by Giuseppe Arcimboldo “Dream Diet” Love’s not a choice that we should make today. We may not be compatible, you see. My dreams include less fruit; less vegi-tray; more ‘steak-and-egg’ man should I have my say. Still, you might cure my over-weighty state. (The prompt today is a rather fruity looking man.  Confine your…

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Mutant 750, #35. “Starlit Bride”

  “Starlit Bride” Now, as I gaze upon bright stars, remote and marvel at their majesty,  delight returns to you again for there I dote upon another incandescent light.   You are my luminescent, brightest orb; your glow astounds the dark.  A burning sight, your spark a universe I would explore before the sun should…

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Shapeshifting-13-2-kickoff

Moon Spirit Moon glow o’er ocean haunts with silver beacons. Dark, shifting tide strokes earthly bride. So she gleams as she sings lover’s song rolling sea breathless free. This week, in exactly 26 words, your mission is to craft a story or poem using any definition, tense, or part of speech you choose of the word,…

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Unlucky 13 Kickoff

  “The Thirteenth Card” “Ogre, wanna quantum leap on a pale, pale horse?” quipped the delighted devil. (Tell your story in exactly 13 words.)

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>Mutant 750, #33

“Ain’t it the Truth?” It’s best to let your sleeping hound dogs lie or otherwise they’re baying at the moon. Insisting cats make exit from their bags may make them see you crazy as a loon. Some like to make a mountain of a mole; his hill a tiny fraction of the truth. Some words…

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