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Threadbare Ted  Threadbare Ted of many years, Sent wherever fortune steers, To a basket of arms, be plucked and curled, The lead subject of stories told and twirled. A simple wish: to be held skewiff, At an angle that would scare most stiff  While jostled, tumbled, dragged straight through Mud, and dust, and water too. Yet never once did Teddy grumble: Along each pathway he’d be trundled, For while his stitched-up heart still beat, The world was wide, and life was sweet. #poetry #childrenspoetry #kidspoems #teddybear #stuffedtoys #childhoodmemories #nostalgicwriting #rhymingpoem #shortstory #creativewriting #parenting #bedtimestories #familylife #nurseryrhymes #kidslit

Story based on story prompt 12th Jan 2026 This week’s prompt: He watched the three moons set over his home planet - a sight nobody had seen firsthand in over two centuries. But tonight was different. Tonight... ############## Just finished my entry - trying something new ############## *** A Waltz Beneath the Eye Glowing with a strange intensity. An energy field sparked and crackled around the bright metal orb hovering above the garden... like a huge, glowing eye. Beneath it, Audrey tipped her face up, squinting against the harsh light at the usually stable, glitching barrier. The hairs on her arms prickled at each crackle as it spat out sparks like angry wasps. She was trying to decide whether it was more dangerous today than yesterday or just noisier. The Orb had always hung over the centre of the garden, watching her. She had woken beneath it years ago with no name for this place, no idea how she’d got there, and with no one else alive within sight her only comfort were her ...

I attempted a 50 word challenge, to make a story out of a maximum of 50 unique words.  ### Balloon 3rd Jan 26 Young Ticktock ticktock, balloon yonder. Dreamlet jumper, whimsy ripple Dreamlet snapper, fable jingle Breezle breezle, whizzle jumper Dreamlet whimsy, splotch yonder Dreamlet dreamlet, fable snapper. Choice Ticktock ticktock, balloon shimmer. Hollow tangle, canvas patter. Hollow flicker, ponder tumble. Trinkle trinkle, muzzle crinkle. Hollow nuzzle, patter ponder  Hollow hollow, blinker muzzle Middle  Ticktock ticktock, balloon gleam Cobble glow, mellow drizzle Cobble snap, muzzle glow Mendle mendle, softly glow Cobble drizzle, snap softly Cobble cobble, blinker glow Older Ticktock ticktock, balloon fade Glimmer dreary, stillness dapple Glimmer blurry, marble canvas Twindle twindle, mournlet whisper Glimmer faintly, breezle swonder Glimmer, glimmer, memory forgetter ###

The Departure All size and all things are relative, the antling, Glorty, was told by his uncles as the boy gazed up at the huge blades of grass that stretched upwards towards the blue sky. The grass swept the sky back and forth, hypnotically moving with each breath of the wind. To the antling, this only meant one thing: life wasn't fair. Why should he be forced to live in a world obscured by tasteless grass? He'd been to the top of the blades many times. He knew there was a bright, unrestricted world around their underground home. He couldn't help but want more, but he knew his limitations. While his perception of the world was little more than viewing life through a pixelated phone screen set to the lowest resolution, which to him was no better than a rough grid of blurry dots, he was happy with it as he knew no different. He was able to recognise nearby motion and shapes to allow him to find his way without bumping into much. However, distant details smeared into vagu...