Today's entry is twenty words max.
You must use this prompt word: bare
As always, the letters must be in consecutive order and not backwards:
bare/barely is ok, but bare/blare, or bare/herabuna is not
Your entry MUST include one from yesterday's blog post. It can be yours; it
can be someone else's. The words of the post you use must be in the
same order as originally posted but they can be anywhere in the post.
Commenters names DO not count against word count.
If you use another person's entry, you must credit them.
Example:
Felix Buttonweezer turned into a bear. Fortunately his wife was named Honey. (original commenters name)
Honey didn't mind the bare bear part too much until Felix decided the couch was a perfect hibernation spot; "Hello, Zoo?"
Post in the comment column TODAY.
Comments close at 7am tomorrow when the post for the next installment will go up.
There may or may not be a word prompt on consecutive days.
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I've heard bears like to raid the bird feeder. So far I haven't seen one.
ReplyDelete"What the hell..." Hubby, barely awake, was making coffee. "There's a friggin' dragon at the feeder!"
“Bears do WHAT in the woods?” Aunt Maud was scandalised. “And I always thought Canada was such a civilised place!”
ReplyDeletePete groaned inwardly. Nature retreat? Aunt Maud? Barely arrived and already complaining. As usual. Still, this would be worth it.
Looking left I saw the assholes and elbows gait of a young bear skedaddling. I wondered why it was hurrying. (me)
ReplyDeleteI dreaded looking right, but had to. Straight at the bare ass of grandma. I wished I could also skedaddle.
"Big deal. So you saw his downstairs cheeks. So what?"
ReplyDelete"You’re not listening. I said I saw Dr Fausto’s bear bottom."
“Yeah right. Enough of your jibba jabba.”
“Really. That mad genius actually did it. He made himself into a hybrid.”
All my friends ate turkey for Thanksgiving. We ate bear meat slathered with honey. It was untraditional, messy, and delicious.
ReplyDeleteMy barefooted college girlfriend wasn’t impressed. “I’m a vegan,” she announced.
“That’s okay,” said Uncle Jack. “So’s the bear.”
Thee, did you grab a red apple? Seven have MYSTERIOUSLY VANISHED.
ReplyDeleteAlice
I have eaten
the Braeburns
that were in
your icebox.
Forgive me.
The door
to your
cabin
was
unlocked.
Bear. (Claire Bobrow)
Not cute, Theodore. No pie for you.
One gentle kiss and he was dead.
ReplyDelete"Sometimes the people we wish to be aren't who we are," she whispers.
Agatha was a keeper of the dark orb, a resounding piece of evil. Killing was her destiny, love was not.
“Be a republican, democrat, or independent,
ReplyDeleteit matters not. Just live up to ideals of the American
constitution.”
“Superb! A real powerful opening statement. I have great hope for you as a future lawyer, Mr. Brandeis."
I have eaten
ReplyDeletethe Braeburns
that were in
your icebox.
Forgive me.
The door
to your cabin
was
unlocked.
Bear.
*******
I was saving
those apples
for dinner,
Bear.
But my cupboard,
though bare,
yields
fruit.
I dream of plums.
William.
Harry's bare toes weren't hairy. Disgusted, Hagrid went on with the game. He needed to distract the young magician.
ReplyDelete"...and this little bear went wee, wee, wee all the way -"
"That's piggy."
"Shut up, Sonny. Did I criticize you?"
ReplyDelete“Bear northwest,” he said. “No. Harder.”
Finally, “Give me that.”
But I couldn’t let go.
“Now!”
“No.”
A scuffle broke out, leaving the imprint of his lone tooth on my bare arm.
“Beast.” I wept.
“Honey bair.” Seargent Furre’ licked his paw. “A trap.”
ReplyDeleteEvidence showed barely a struggle.
One bear’s missing.
One new case.
Sherwood’s rarely this excited over a missing bear.
He smirked. “The barest of evidence, Dr. Ursus!”
The game was afoot.
The bear went over the mountain, to see what he could see. He saw the sea. (Barbara)
ReplyDeleteHe’d barely reached the summit when then wind shifted. Salt, fish, and—sniff—something tantalizing. Coconut sunscreen? His favorite sauce.
The bear went over the mountain to see what he could see. He saw the sea.
ReplyDeleteIt ebbed and flowed. Rose and fell, up and down, like a seesaw, barely bearish behavior. He needed some Dramamine.
William relied on his morning coffee. Even in the woods. But apparently, others had the same taste.
ReplyDeleteThe asshaterry of the bear was not to be believed. How dare he? William started setting things to rights. (Sherry Howard)
Smokey the Bear called the meeting to order. “It appears we have more work to do.”
ReplyDelete“And cleanup?” asked Chipmunk.
“The bare essentials.” Smokey placed a map, trash can, and garden hose on the table.
We thought he said, “I like Bears”
ReplyDeleteWe were surprised when men with tranquilizers showed up to capture us.
Their aim wasn’t true.
We barely escaped.
With scraps of judicial robes in our teeth, we lumbered down the steps.
Bearing no resemblance to her former self, Suzanne exited the plastic surgeon's office. Finally, she was free. (Amy Johnson)
ReplyDelete"Alice?"
Suzanne flinched.
"Yes?" she said, the barest hint of disdain.
She didn't know him. But he knew this face.
He groaned, the weight of the world on his shoulders. His knees trembled. Buckled. How much more could he bear?
ReplyDeleteIf only he possessed a pad to protect his bare shoulders. And then the stranger appeared. Body muscular. Face vapid.
Claire Bobrow
ReplyDeleteI have eaten
the Braeburns
that were in
your icebox.
Forgive me.
The door
to your
cabin
was
unlocked.
Bear.
**
You’re right.
The door was unlocked.
But the window wasn’t broken out.
Show your bare a$$ here
again.
Goldie’s Granny
One gentle kiss and he was dead.
ReplyDelete"Sometimes the people we wish to be aren't who we are," she whispers.
(Shell A Phan)
The officer caught her at the taxicab.
"Are you the mother?"
"I should have been."
"Be a real sport, yeah, and step into the transmogrifier. Promise it won't hurt... much."
ReplyDelete"Can it turn me into an amoeba?"
"Really, mate, I thought you'd have more imagination than that."
“Bear northwest,” he said. “No. Harder.”
ReplyDeleteFinally, “Give me that.”
But I couldn’t let go. (BrendaLynn)
Not this time.
‘Cause the Devil can take Jesus in a bare-knuckled fight when his hands are gripping the wheel.
“I’ll be a regular,” he waved.
ReplyDeleteThey abducted him from his lab early, only the songbirds – and I – bearing witness. //
Dawn illuminating the superb arenite trail, an Abba remix paced me. Then, screams. Silenced with bare fists, batons. Eye witnessed.
Hunter
ReplyDeleteGirl
Bare Hunter
Girl
Bare Hunter
Bare girl
Bare Hunter bare girl
Hunter
Girl
Girl
The bear went over the mountain, to see what he could see. He saw the sea. (Barbara)
ReplyDelete…And the Barenaked Ladies, barefoot and barefaced, riding bareback through the cabaret, (barely) wearing threadbare barege and tabaret.
“Captain Ahab are you ready to feed the whale?” asked Ishmael.
ReplyDelete“You can save a stitch in time for a bear ass,
But a bare ass in time gets a rash.”
“I’m sorry, Captain, but the whale has no ass.”
Alas, I can’t outdo Shakespeare’s “Exit, pursued by a bear.”
ReplyDeleteBarely. Merely. Rarely.
ReplyDeleteAlas, I can’t outdo Shakespeare’s “Exit, pursued by a bear.” ( BY Alina Sergachov ( Late to the party))
Alas, I can’t outdo Shakespeare’s
“Exit, pursued by a bear.”
"Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, never knew him well...barely." ( Stage left even.)
“They called those stars Big Bear and those Little Bear.”
ReplyDelete“But bears don’t have tails.”
“Maybe they did back then. / Now tamp down that fire or we’ll surely see one tonight.”
“It’s barely embers already. I’m cold.”
“Me too, son.”
I followed the sign with the pointing arrow that said ‘Rub Ear Here.’ When I arrived, the body was missing. (Scott G)
ReplyDeleteA door opened. A black-eyed man wearing bloody gloves held up a scalpel. “Here for the ear rub are we?”
Bearing no resemblance to her former self, Suzanne exited the plastic surgeon's office. Finally, she was free.
ReplyDeleteBack at the hotel, she stuffed the knapsack with the bare essentials: clothes, money from the safe, Emily’s teddy bear.
Bearing no resemblance to her former self, Suzanne exited the plastic surgeon's office. Finally, she was free. (Amy Johnson)
ReplyDeleteBarely out the street, she heard, “Suzanne!”
Nick.
“But how…?”
Nick sniggered, “I’ll recognize those mom-jeans anywhere, sweet cheeks.”