What was that", he whispered.



"It might have been a zombie" he continued, as the campfire began to fade.



"There's no such thing as zombies" she scoffed nervously, from the far side of the fire.



"Maybe so, but we should still have a plan. Head shots are the bes..."



Nothing further was needed as she snuggled into the safety of his arms.



(Even though I said it in five, I also said nothing further was… Continue

Dadgummit! It seems like every time I go for I hike I get myself temporarily misplaced. Sure, I read the map before leaving camp. I have a compass too, but I fear that I don't always take the time to match it with the map. For crying out loud, I'm only going out for half a day anyway... mostly. A body shouldn't need to be Rambo to get there and back again, one would think.

"I think we're going the wrong way," said the Trail Master. "We missed our turn back behind us somehow, and shouldn't be on this path at all." "If I remember correctly, the map says our campsite is west of our current position," Hiram offered. "West it is, replied the Trail Master, "and we'd best hurry if we want to get out of this river gorge in time for some of Cook's famous camp-style fare.""Yeah, we'll never make it out if we get caught down here after nightfall, and I'm hungry so let's… Continue

Just as the timer on the stove began buzzing the doorbell rang, so I ran to the door where to my horror I found a small fire on my front porch.



Instinctively I stomped on the burning brown paper bag and put out the flames.



With the oven timer wailing unceasingly I hopped on my clean foot to the suddenly ringing telephone when I lost my balance resulting in my smoking stinkfoot landing squarely in the trash can, bursting it into flames.



I jumped back as the… Continue

In first period I discovered the world was made of sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell.



In second period I hungered for knowledge, and was well fed.



In third period I went searching, and search yet.



Fourth period found me and bound me with awesome responsibility.



In fifth period I discovered that the world was made of sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell.



By the time sixth period arrived I found myself… Continue

Is rhyming like miming, where it's all about timing?
Like, when miming some climbing as others are dining?
(I think it would make their stomachs confining).
Unless the food was granted good thyming, by priming their guts for a full sliming.

Now, before all ye bloggers come in here to chime, I realize this post is a literary crime.
(I seek no forgiveness, I just like to rhyme).