L.Clabrough

Joined May 2022

27 stories

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Welcome! Thanks for reading my work!

I write all sorts of things, and I try to challenge myself regularly,

But I mostly enjoy jaunty humour and offbeat adventures in my writing.

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Mountain Top
A supple breeze caressed my face and I finally awoke. For how long I’d been asleep I did not know and my sense of place was confused.
By L.Clabrough9 months ago in Fiction
Dishing Dino
“Salutations, Brontosaurus. It had to be you by the way those trees did fell.” “Good morning, Stegosaurus. Indeed! I trust your spines are keeping well?”
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
Welcome on the Show! T-Rex!
Tyrannosaurus Wrecks all competition with Gnarly repartee!
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
The Secret of the Bell Tower
Many long years had passed since someone last visited the Bell Tower. A man stood at its base with a paper clip in hand and a keen look in his eye - for it was he who planned to enter.
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Fiction
Chance in a million
I can see them through this crack. It isn’t much but it’s just enough to peek through. I must keep quiet or they’ll find me, but I know it won’t be long.
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Fiction
Black cat on a wedding day
A man was waiting alone in a room. The Sun was beginning to shine, he could see warm rays casting through the dulcet window nearby.
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Fiction
Eclipsed at last
Ever wondered if it’s lonely, drifting onward into darkness? Could it discern if its prideful, for its contribution to life?
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
Despair
Despair - An Acrostic Despair is the absence of hope Distant flames - entice in the wind - atop a frigid mountainside Endless terrain - jagged and twisted - mark a strewn pathway toward it
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
Smugness
Smugness - Much like confidence, ‘Smug’ is trusting your talent. How it differs is Whether you think skill is earned Or believe it’s inherent.
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
Streaming through the desert
“Is this even the way?”, says the man. “Of course!”, I shout over my shoulder as I adjust my pack. It was lie, I have absolutely no idea where the hell we were, I’m no orienteerer. Orienteering-er? Orenteerer? One who orienteers.
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Fiction
Fixing a broken home
Together tomorrow we’ll deal with it The time isn’t quite right This mess can’t be fixed just yet And be patient - You’ll find it’s better to sit
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
The Snow One
Dark. The sun was low but rising. Rolling deep from fresh fallen flake, a mallow mush of pasty white. Snow-Body barely a droplet, barely baring a bust or body, barely a mound worth kicking on passing. But Snow-Body snows and Snow-Body waited til by passing a deal was made.
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Fiction

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Mountain Top

Dishing Dino

Welcome on the Show! T-Rex!

The Secret of the Bell Tower

Chance in a million

Black cat on a wedding day

Eclipsed at last

Despair

Smugness

Streaming through the desert

Fixing a broken home

The Snow One

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