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Rated: 13+ · Book · Experience · #2223922
A tentative blog to test the temperature.
Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.

So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.


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May 31, 2024 at 7:25am
May 31, 2024 at 7:25am
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Pictures

My only excuse is that WDC made me do it. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Today, I wrote a poem consisting only of pictures. Well, emojis, that is. And that’s after swearing I’d never do such a thing. But I couldn’t resist.

This is how it happened:

The prompt for Express It In Eight was “Write a prehistoric poem.” A quick think revealed that was not going to be easy because the very definition of “prehistory” is that it’s from a period when writing hadn’t been invented. So to write a prehistoric poem would be an immediate anachronism. Which kinda made it a bit difficult.

But they did have cave paintings. And I could write a story (or poem) in paintings as symbols of words. And the only way to do that in print without fancy graphic programs and hardware was emojis.

So I wrote a poem using emojis.

Nothing too complex, of course - that would be really difficult both for me and the reader. Just one pic per line. And it’s only eight lines long, obviously. But it does tell a story of sorts. Poetically. Some of it can be deduced by hovering the cursor over the pic until it tells you what it’s name is. Otherwise you have to deduce from the nature of the pic what it’s meant to convey.

It’s a sort of non-word puzzle.

I won’t put the poem in here or even give you a link to it, as I’m not particularly proud of it or think that it deserves your attention. But if you fancy trying to decipher it, you’ll find it in the contest page. And I won’t even tell you to enjoy it.



Word count: 285


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