Mother Combs

Joined July 2021

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Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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The Walk
This is for Cendrine's Flashku Challenge, which you can read more about here. I’m using my story, The Road Least Traveled, for written inspiration.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
In Her Dreams
Drifting on a cloud She holds the world when she dreams At night as she sleeps
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Alien
If you’re scared to try something new because it feels strange, Or just comfortable doing the tried and true. * Maybe you are just scared of change,
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
The Block
When you can’t write anything good And all your concentration is gone Then you start worrying about Why your latest submission is
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
The Pied Piper Hamelin
In the town of Hamelin, in the year 1284, there was a giant rat infestation, and the city's mayor desperately sought help to get rid of them. The town had already tried so many ways to drive the rats away for good, to no avail, when a tall, handsome stranger in a multicolored coat appeared at the west gate and entered the town. This stranger headed straight to the Mayor’s house to talk with him.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
She Walks In Light
As I prepare to write I stare out at the site Hoping to catch sight Of the Lady in White * I am all uptight. Being out at night
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Whuppity Stoorie
There once was a woman named Rae, whose husband was a drunken fool. He traveled to a far-off fair, only to never return. Thus he left her with an infant son and owned nothing but an old pregnant sow.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
The Little Red Hen
There once was a little red hen who lived on a farm. A rooster, a cow, a duck, and a pig were on this farm with the little red hen. One day, the little red hen found a grain of wheat.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
A Parent's Worst Nightmare
I have a confession to make. I’ve not always been the type of mother I am now. I used to be happier, more carefree, and more easygoing than I am. Now I am self-conscious, safety conscious, and not as joyful as I used to be.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Confessions
I SPY
I spy with my little eye: A hot air balloon floating in the sky The softball from a winning game An S-hook A two-seater car, ready for a cruise A picture of a bride and groom One reading lamp, missing a light bulb One alarm clock, stopped at five past 12 Three square electric clocks A swing for a bear and his teddy A full plum pig One hippo, with mouth wide open A rickety house, forever frozen in place One musical instrument, missing its strings A broken electric fan, made out of metal A train, stopping to unload its cargo
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Rain Dance
Rain pouring down Soaking the dry ground On a hot summer day Come and join me Out in the rain With your pink galoshes We’ll dance like fools
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
King Snow, the Pure. Content Warning.
Long ago, in a faraway land, an almost windowless stone tower stood in the center of a dark, black forest. It was rumored that inside this tower was a beautiful maiden named Rapunzel, being held captive in the upper recess of its rooms, and that whichever brave knight released her from her prison would have her hand in marriage and untold riches far beyond anyone could imagine.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction

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The Walk

In Her Dreams

Alien

The Block

The Pied Piper Hamelin

She Walks In Light

Whuppity Stoorie

The Little Red Hen

A Parent's Worst Nightmare

I SPY

Rain Dance

King Snow, the Pure. Content Warning.

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