Tortoise left the iron on. Shit.
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2016
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!”
Story 1:
I’m stuck here, tomorrow never arrives.
by Bloghettihoops
Story 2:
Yeah! I will surely try them!
Story 3:
All of them are so cool!
by Meher
Story 4:
Eyes are the most attractive part.
by Bridget the Ladybug
Story 5:
His are cold, hers are dead.
by Violet Online
Story 6:
It’s strange this six-word thing.
Story 7:
Excuse an Englishman his cricket metaphors.
Story 8:
Hit by lyrics of a miss.
Story 9:
Scrub the nonsense will you please.
Story 10:
I can’t resist these damn things!
by EDC Writing
Story 11:
“Let’s talk.” He closed his eyes.
by Wordwool
Story 12:
Every word makes you ask questions.
by Nadia
Story 13:
“I see,” said the blind man.
by Colin and Ray
Story 14:
Red dripped slowly. Paint? Blood? Jelly?
Story 15:
Just watch out for the puddle.
Story 16:
Bear! Bear? Bear! Crossing the bar.
Story 17:
Wild ducks. Overhead. Winter. Quacking up.
by Dunnasead
Story 18:
Old eyes recognize smile–new friends.
Story 19:
All about you didn’t work well.
Story 20:
Venus de Marshmallow… guy loves plump wife.
Story 21:
Wow wow wow, this is fabulous!
Story 22:
Oh wowza, that’s a great one!
by Azul
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2016
Did you ever stop to think
that the world might not be round
or if pigs can really fly because
I’ve only seen them on the ground
did you ever stop to think
that the sky might not be blue
or if money grows on trees
would we know just what to do
did you ever stop to think
that a heart could really break
or if dogs are really man’s best friend
that we ought to feed them steak
did you ever stop to think
that we forgot how to be kind
or if miracles do really happen
that our greed it made us blind
did you ever to stop to think
that love might not be in the air
or if crocodiles can really cry
that it’s never too late to care
by PIXIE ANNIE
© All rights reserved 2016