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Pictures My only excuse is that WDC made me do it. Thatās my story and Iām sticking to it. Today, I wrote a poem consisting only of pictures. Well, emojis, that is. And thatās after swearing Iād never do such a thing. But I couldnāt resist. This is how it happened: The prompt for Express It In Eight was āWrite a prehistoric poem.ā A quick think revealed that was not going to be easy because the very definition of āprehistoryā is that itās from a period when writing hadnāt 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 itās 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 itās name is. Otherwise you have to deduce from the nature of the pic what itās meant to convey. Itās a sort of non-word puzzle. I wonāt put the poem in here or even give you a link to it, as Iām not particularly proud of it or think that it deserves your attention. But if you fancy trying to decipher it, youāll find it in the contest page. And I wonāt even tell you to enjoy it. Word count: 285 |