Novel Allen

Joined March 2021

1084 stories

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You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. (Maya Angelou). Genuine accomplishment is not about financial gain, but about dedicating oneself to activities that bring joy and fulfillment.

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The Naughty party
Owl and Crow threw a dressed up formal party All the animals came, their appetites quite hearty Robin red breast did wine with song
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Horn of the Unicorn
"Amelia. Amelia, can you hear me"? I heard the voice as if from the skies above. It was disembodied and distant. "Who is it"? I asked, trying to open my eyes, for sleep was heavy upon me, and I was in a dreamlike daze.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
Playing the fool
Vocal won't let me play the fool and be cool I write things that totally break every rule Darn, that's some of my best stuff
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
King of Pop, Rock and Roll
Like Michael I slide, swerve, glide and moonwalk freely The King of Pop would have been proud and cheered really Life is a song, a dance, a farce
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Beautiful, Flawed, Perfect
I see you and you and I Perfect living within our skin Flawed beautiful though we hide it beneath a veneer of sin Trying not to let the world in
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Cat chowder!
A group of cats is rather comically called a clowder So pretty they be, made me yearn for clam chowder So I hastened to the store
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Winning the V cheese!
V ery encouraging, the chance to imagine, write, build and create O ver the moon, a challenge or top story to win and celebrate
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Elegant Japanese lady
The Japanese lady sat posing, modest, and entirely elegant Eyes closed, a picture of beauty, not the least bit belligerent
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
The beauty contest
Baja, the half snake half human judge stepped out onto the stage amid great fanfare. There was a dramatic crescendo of music, then total silence.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
Curious Eyes watching the world
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. From high above our unsuspecting heads, the entities in the sky scrutinized our every move. If anyone were closely observing, they would notice the different cadence to their dances at nights. The rhythm, tempo and metre changed with their perception of the exploits of the curious beings below.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
Cupid promises!
Where is that little imp Cupid hiding these days anyway I have been searching high and low for the little rascal My heart being sorely in need of a piercing love-struck arrow
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Phoebe has Pantophobia
Phoebe never ever wanted to leave her house. As a baby, she would cry incessantly whenever her parents took her outside. Thinking her ill, off to the doctor they went. Not a single reason could be found for the child's ailment. They couldn't keep pets, Phoebe would scream and run away in distress. As she grew older, things got a little better, it was best to send her to school, her parents were advised. She had to acclimatize herself to people. Poor Phoebe was in constant distress. She had so many phobias.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction