The aghast ghost of Hemingway harrumphs,
“I haven’t sufficient six word stories,
you fools. Less is not more.
More is more. Feed me now!
Make me a corpulent fiction fiend
for minimalist tales – my Hors d’oeuvres!”
I’m stuck here, tomorrow never arrives.
Yeah! I will surely try them!
All of them are so cool!
Eyes are the most attractive part.
by Bridget the Ladybug
His are cold, hers are dead.
by Violet Online
It’s strange this six-word thing.
Excuse an Englishman his cricket metaphors.
Hit by lyrics of a miss.
Scrub the nonsense will you please.
I can’t resist these damn things!
by EDC Writing
“Let’s talk.” He closed his eyes.
Every word makes you ask questions.
“I see,” said the blind man.
by Colin and Ray
Red dripped slowly. Paint? Blood? Jelly?
Just watch out for the puddle.
Bear! Bear? Bear! Crossing the bar.
Wild ducks. Overhead. Winter. Quacking up.
Old eyes recognize smile–new friends.
All about you didn’t work well.
Venus de Marshmallow… guy loves plump wife.
Wow wow wow, this is fabulous!
Oh wowza, that’s a great one!