Angie the Archivist 📚🪶

Joined December 2022

207 stories

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Labrador‘s personality🐕‍🦺… attention span of a gnat! 🙃

Top Stories: Race Against Time; Elusive Parkrun; Painting Pandemonium

The Quandry; A Parade Of Shoes; Shadow of You; Her Majesty Mia

Not My Wake; Sauerkraut; Incinerate

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Amble with me…
Gorgeous flowers flow along fringes of quiet ponds An air of tranquility blankets the scene as Radiant Sunshine beams her approval
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Grab the keys!
You snatch up the keys Steathily try all the cars Not even one works! * Ha! We foiled you, Thief! Those keys belonged to a car
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Cantankerous Clock
Stubbornly staring me down Making me look like a clown! I beg and I plead Desperate to read something different in your face.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Queen Mia
Yesterday was a very dark day! Her Majesty Mia almost ‘passed away’! Biscuits for brekkie… as usual Summoning her servants loudly… as normal.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
No ‘Tea Party’
Pint-sized athletes exuberantly run fast and free twisting turning… sometimes tripping. * Glossy green-leafed Camellia bushes
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Raring to go!
Red rubber thongs lie in wait beside my bed… ready to launch me into another day. Crisp cool clear, crimson clouds
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Death’s diabolical dance
Sit! Sit your Sorry Self down… Stunned! Speechless! Shocked! White noise weaves words weirdly warp dark splotches devour
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Wanderlust…. Runner-Up in Harmonic Verses Challenge. Top Story - April 2025.
She set off to see Australia In all its glory galore She dashed off to discover Australia That and so much more A land so broad, open and vast
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Beat
Picturesque Picnic Point
Sunday, 31st March 2024: Picnic Point, Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. A luminescent moon perched atop the massive flagpole, gazing down through the predawn gloom. Forty-six metres above lush green parkland, the blue, red and white flag hung limply. Waiting. Ribbons of mist threaded through the trees crowded along the escarpment. A soft murmur of voices crept into the hush of early morning. A damp breeze gently brushed my cheek. Shoes scraped on a stone path and soon silenced. A voice quietly greeted those gathered.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶10 months ago in Journal
What a weekend!
Trumped up charges brought you to a farce of a trial Silent, you bore it. * Your enemies fueled by anger and hate, bayed for
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶10 months ago in Poets
Unpredictably risky
I truly adore baby animals! They’re undeniably cute and cuddly Dozily defenceless, fluffy balls Irresistibly, smoochably snuggly.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶10 months ago in Poets
The Quandry!. Top Story - April 2025.
Get a job! Or… get out! a strident voice demands. Outrageous! I haven’t just been reading and devouring chips and choccies!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶10 months ago in Fiction