Daily writing prompts from June 9th, 2008 to December 31st, 2022
Saturday July 13th, 2019
The exercise: Write a four line poem about: shadows. Mine: So The Master told the two robots to guard The grounds and locked himself in. He dimmed the lights, drew the curtains closed, and saw In every shadow Death's grin.
Hmm, the Master is waiting things out then? I wonder why he's so worried that Buddy will turn on him though? Now I'm curious about what the Master has done to poor Buddy in the past!
Shadows Now walks to the Angelic Gates that ward The Unreal City from all outsiders. The Shadow waits, observing what the Ro- -bot does. It fears this thing of steel and hate.
2 comments:
Hmm, the Master is waiting things out then? I wonder why he's so worried that Buddy will turn on him though? Now I'm curious about what the Master has done to poor Buddy in the past!
Shadows
Now walks to the Angelic Gates that ward
The Unreal City from all outsiders.
The Shadow waits, observing what the Ro-
-bot does. It fears this thing of steel and hate.
Greg - nah, he's not worried about Buddy. He's worried about the twin who was mistakenly allowed to live.
Either way, I'm not sure this approach will work out very well for The Master. But it is, perhaps, still too early to tell.
The Shadow fears the Robot. Hmm. That can't be good news for anybody.
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