Angie the Archivist 📚🪶

Joined December 2022

212 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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Not my wake. Top Story - August 2025.
A lone Kookaburra’s raucous laugh splits the silent dawn. Soon, it’s solo performance swells to a trio, then a quartet. Birdsong rings from all sides of the stand of eucalyptus trees. Nature’s alarm clock at its best! Blinking away the last vestiges of sleep, I readily relinquish my grip on my weirdly recurring dream. Everyone had been panicking over an asteroid heading straight for earth. How bizarre! Such a random disaster to conjure up in my dreams nightmares.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶7 months ago in Fiction
What Next?
Nervous laughter Staccatos like machine gun fire Cut short abruptly by deathly silence. Leading the way, a crescent moon
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶7 months ago in Poets
Besties
Lips in sync with Billy Joel, we exuberantly belt out “You may be right I may be crazy Oh, but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for…”
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Fiction
Calliope, Queen of Chorus. Top Story - July 2025.
Pray tell us who in distant past was crowned ‘Queen of Poetry, Song… all things musical’. Calliope, eldest Muse
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Poets
Cloak of invisibility
Perfect the ‘Art of Disappearing’! Follow instructions below: 1. Hide in plain sight Take care, not to move. Nothing to see here!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Poets
Irrepressible Icarus
Dawn dramatically staged her entrance with spectacular, glittering brilliance for all around to see… if they cared to do so.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Poets
I’m Begging
Perfect peace! What a relief! We’re travelling so well Life’s… ‘Oh so swell!’ Smiles all around No scowls, not even a frown
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Poets
That Saturday in Summer
Summer’s sun beat down on my head As two best friends wandered, wherever our feet led Straight up the gravel road, past the huge shed
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Poets
Blue Lake
Monday, February 6th: News update: Local man, Greg Jones was reported missing late yesterday afternoon. He was last seen swimming across Blue Lake. Contact Police with any information regarding his whereabouts…
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Fiction
O’ Glorious Gloucester Tree!
Haiku: Your green hands outstretched to the sky, trunk arrow straight Age old Sentinel. * Senryu: Trusty leather thongs
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶8 months ago in Poets
Manic Mia & Handsome Hudson
Alone… outrageous! Mia protests “No! No! No!” Blinks… “Oh, there you are!” * Stalking, picks a fight Springs, attacks jeans leg… claws snag
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Beautiful banana palms…
Please may I leave the table? I ask, baby blue eyes wide, guileless. Yes, when you’ve eaten all your food! I grumpily toss my golden curls, glaring at my plate. No way will I eat this for breakfast! Not rubbery tripe swimming in a pool of crunchy onion, white sauce! Sneakily, fork piled high with yummy potato, remaining mess thinly spread across the plate and hidden under my cutlery, I repeat my request.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Writers