Monthly Archives: August 2017

Twittering Tales #46 – 22 August 2017


About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, 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 a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #45 – The Round-Up


Photo Prompt by 5arah at

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:

“I am famished”.
“look there, Aim with your bows and arrows”.
“Looks strange?”
“It will keep the wolf from the door”.
(133 Characters)

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:

The pain of betrayal
The sting of your lies
You strung us along
With you soothing our cries
You, pretending to be us
Now, nothing more to discuss
(140 characters)

From Reena at Reinventions:

“Take that sweater off. The sky is clear. It will soon get sultry.”
“There is a fancy dress show in the evening. Need to collect my rewards.”
(140 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:

Wolfie thought his friends drooled over him because of his beautiful curls. The winter of the big hunger he discovered the real reason.
135 Characters

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:

I started teleporting the sheep, Doc, but your dog ran onto the platform. When the molecules reconstructed…well, get here right away, Doc.
(140 characters)

From Martin at Martin Corcoran:

“I know we’re delicious, but if we SheepWolves keep eating ourselves we’ll go the way of the dodo, the teriyaki turtle and the chocolosolot”
140 Characters

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:

The Fly* III: Animalmorphtrophia! Dolly gets her revenge! (characters 57)
Be sure to click on the Link above to learn about “the Fly” and watch the famous clip from this classic flick.

From Leena at Soul Connection:

Can’t Believe,Really Foolish!
Wht He Did Now
Sent His Fox Covered In Sheep Skin To Follow Us
Pity Fox,He Needs To Act Lyk Real Fox,INTELLIGENT.

From Willow at WillowDot21:

WTF! These pathetic legs are not mine where are my paws.I can’t let the others see me.Must of been the lamb Dhansak just before the full moon.
(142 Characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:

Ahhh yes, the transformation has begun. I can feel the pull of the moon. Come nightfall, I’ll have my fill on these brainless sheep-wits.
138 characters

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:

He couldn’t make much of it from the periphery.A new case,a new role to be assumed,Detective!here I come.
105 characters.

From Hayley at The Story Files a bit of Flash along the theme. You can read her story HERE.

And here’s mine:

Explore 6 landed on Kepler-438b. Capt. Dean sent live feed to Command.
“Wow!” they gasped, “a wolf-sheep!?”
Dean screamed, “No! A bird-sna…”

Well, that was fun everyone. Thanks for joining the challenge last week. In honor of the “great American Eclipse”…haha…I think it’s amusing the powers that be are calling it that. At any rate, in honor of the eclipse (ahem) I found this fun pic at Of course you don’t have to take it literally. Or even write about the eclipse for that matter. There are many types of opposites and more than one type of eclipse, not necessarily of the celestial kind. So, as always, tell me whatchur thinkin’. And remember…140 characters or less! I will see you at the Round Up next Tuesday. Have Fun!

Twittering Tales #46 – 22 August 2017


Photo from

“Where’s the lens filter?”

“I thought YOU packed it!”

“Great! This trip is ruined!”

“Mom, Dad, look!”

“Wow. Look at that.”

“Let’s take a selfie.”

(140 Characters)


Tasteless – A Haiku



Photo from

when nothing tastes good
you may eat without thinking
a sight deemed tasteless



For Haiku Horizon’s Challenge, prompt word: Taste.

Sweet Well – A Haiku

water clear and sweet
sifts first through sludge and shale
welling cool and deep


For TJ’s Haiku Hub Poetry Challenge, prompt words, Sweet & Well.

Eclipse – Magnetic Poetry Monday

dark moon cover…

we watched quietly,

breathless, as the

sun dusked softly

between light and shade,

harmony murmuring

on the breeze


On the day of the great American Eclipse – 21 August 2017

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 20 August 2017

I remember every word like it was yesterday…nasty woman, grab em by the pussy, fake news, bad hombres…they’re rapists, if “she” wasn’t my daughter, I’d probably be dating her, why can’t we use nuclear weapons, Russia, if you’re listening…, They don’t look like Indians to Indians”, I am the least racist person there is, laziness is a trait in blacks. It really is, I believe that, women. You have to treat ’em like shit, he’s not a war hero. He’s a war hero because he was captured. I like people that weren’t captured, I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody, and I wouldn’t lose any voters, okay? I love the poorly educated, knock the crap out of them, would you? Seriously. Okay? Just knock the hell — I promise you, I will pay for the legal fees, I have a great relationship with the blacks, You had some very bad people in that group. You also had some very fine people on both sides, we’re going to build a wall, it will go up so fast your head will spin…please don’t be too nice…so this week, it is Robert E. Lee. I noticed that Stonewall Jackson is coming down. I wonder, is it George Washington next week? And is it Thomas Jefferson the week after? You know, you really do have to ask yourself, where does it stop?

I remember every word…these and others. There are so many others…You know, you really do have to ask yourself, where does it stop?

Darkness is coming this week as an eclipse cuts a horizontal line across the entire country from coast to coast. The nation will be darkest along the path of totality. Isn’t that ironic?

Be safe. Be encouraged. The darkness only lasts for a few moments.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 20 August 2017

we are so easily charmed

muddling puddles

here the sky is green

Wow!” they gasped,

dry with a tinge bittersweet

frail crimson petals clinging

That is how nothing leaves a room.

He didn’t always win.

time to go home

Some people believe tradition is an archaic chain to the past

Prayers for Barcelona

there is no solace

words in unison

poor confabulating fool

heart’s not in it

in the stillness

too bright to behold

it is here and there and nowhere


A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.

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