Monthly Archives: February 2017

Fragile…a Terzanelle

how fragile life is
a hiccup in time
how fragile life is
touched by the divine
a hiccup in time
yet vast as the sea
a breath, a soft sigh
though all things must die
to be born again
a breath, a soft sigh
beginning to end
to be born again
sweetly perfected
how fragile life is
how fragile life is

kat ~ 28 February 2017
(A Terzanelle Poem)

Magnetic Poetry Do-over

Still reeling from the chaotic beginning of my week. Adding a second magnetic poem to make up for my poetry form for yesterday…

…almost back on track…knock on laminate. 😉

you know…
it would be lovely
to have a do-over
this week…
like the blossoms
in spring!

kat – 28 February 2017
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)

Magnetic Poetry Monday Late – 28 February 2017

unknownI was going to try to explain my tardiness…but, what can I say? It was your typical Monday…CRAZY day! 🙂

this was one of those
dark coffee mornings,
cloudy, wild, work days
but I always smile as if…
you get the picture…

but I sail along only by
remembering to breathe
and lingering over
my hot cup o’ magic.

kat ~ 28 February 2017

Twittering Tales #19 – 28 February 2017

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt photo, and your mission is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. If you accept the challenge, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at
I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing us a new prompt.  Have Fun!
Here is our round up for this week’s prompt…a photo of a lovely, eerie, other-worldly, romantic, terrifying water-locked house on stilts set under a meteor dashed night sky. What imaginations you all have! I think this is one of my favorite twitter challenges yet. Thanks to everyone who gave it a try this week!

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Twittering Tale #18 – The Round-Up:

From Di at Pensivity101…who I totally overlooked in the first draft of the roundup! Please forgive me Di…

The meteor shower was fast.
As the rocks fell, an eerie glow engulfed the lake house,
And by the time it was all over,
It had vanished.

(132 Characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:

Alone at last she looks, and says its been so long.
Alone at last he looks, says I’m glad today has arrived.
Alone at last, holding hands.
(136 Characters)

From Nicola at Sometimes Stellar Storyteller:

Frenzied meteors razed everything, yet recoiled from the house. As did we.
Childhood terror clamoured to be heard, but to live we must enter.
(141 Characters)

From Patrick at I Can’t Possibly be Wrong All the Time:

That night we gathered at the lakehouse.
We knew that come dawn, only one of us would be traveling back across the pier to shore.
Or none.
(136 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:

The house looked perfect for a honeymoon night, under a starlit sky. She had not realized that this would become her gateway to heaven.
(135 characters)

From Martha Shaw, Poet, Writer, Artist:

Uncle Bob retired to Cape Cod, was widowed, and kept company with others left behind. Wild rabbits popped by to visit regularly.
(128 characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Max:

We’re here, magic holiday tryst. Smell the rotting house, the foetid lake. Wild apocalyptic skies, fab. Those Undead Trip Advisor 5 stars so true. Just no virgins.
(163 Characters)

From Bobby Fairfield :

I sat watching as the meteor shower continued overhead. If the ones I had been in contact with were coming, I knew it would be tonight.
(135 Characters)

From Lorraine at 25 words more or less:

Magic. They watched the meteors streaking by. “See,” she said, “how beautiful the starscape is out here beyond the city.”
(121 Characters)

From Kathryn, Another Foodie Blogger:

The couple gazed wistfully at the lake cabin from their canoe under the shooting stars, thoughts of retirement dancing in their heads.
(134 Characters)

From Pat at Black Cat Alley:

Craning her neck, she stepped back, star struck and smitten. 
The railing cracked. 
An echoing ‘thwack’ bit the night – she hit the water.
(138 Characters)

From Jane at Jane Daugherty Writes:

As alien missiles whined through the night sky, the Trojan House rose on stilts and bore down on the sleeping town.
(115 Characters)

From Leara at Leara Writes:

Waves lap beneath. Meteors rain. An unassuming girl in an unassuming house extends an inhuman mind across galaxies to a long forgotten home.
(139 Characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words…a 100 Word Story inspired by the prompt photo. You can read it HERE.
From Stacy at Warning the Stars:
Girl In Paradise
The sky was a cerulean meditation.  Circles of green undulated in waves beneath the pier.  She sighed against the breath-beat of the sea.
(137 Characters)
The Star Shower
The clapboard walls of decorated gray swayed against the waves.  Outside the window, night danced between the sky-sear of falling stars.
(136 Characters)
From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
“It wasn’t here yesterday, I swear! How on earth did it get here?”

“I really don’t think earth had anything to do with it.” Perseid replied!

(140  characters)
From Willow at Willowdot21:

The estate agent refused to let the couple view the house.Yet they were drawn in. It was a phantom that fed on souls.The couple were lost.
(138 Characters)

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea:

She lives surrounded by the sea. Earth makes her uneasy, the home of slimy creatures that are even now devouring the flesh of her victims.
(138 characters)

and here’s my tale that kicked it all off:

She had to get away before he killed her. A friend had a remote beach house where she would be safe.
At water’s edge, he watched and waited.
(140 Characters)


Twittering Tale #19 – 28 February 2017

Here is your photo prompt for this last day of February. What do you see? Have fun and see you next week.



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The bitter-sweet fusion of sulfur and gasoline seared her nostrils. She flung the match into the darkened room; the past best left to ashes.
(140 Characters)



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A new form that I’m trying today…the Acrostic Poem. My samplings, a study in opposites…


Someday I hope you can remember
All the good things about us
Days of happiness, carefree, loving
Not that I want your pity
Everything happens for a reason
Still I miss how easily we fit
Seems we just outgrew one another.


How do I explain this
All-consuming feeling
In a word
No single word is
Ever adequate
Simplicity, just being it, is best.

~kat – 26 February 2017

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