Author Archives: Kat Myrman

Twittering Tale #51 – 26 September 2017

 

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. 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 charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #50 – The Roundup

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keywest3 at Pixabay

Starting us all off…here’s mine:
“We’ve been here before.”
“I can’t believe…which way did we go last time?”
“Right.”
“Left. We’ll go left.”
… …
“We’ve been here before…”
139 Characters

From Michael at Morpethroad;
There’s no less travelled road she bewailed
Says a lot about this place.
Goodtimes either way?
You take the high road?
I’ll take the low road.

From Reena at Reinventions:
“A fork is an illusion. We get bogged down with 2 paths, ignoring other options.”
“What makes you say so?”
“We ignore all spaces in between.”
(139 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:
They were setting cryptic clues for a treasure hunt and decided this one was a ‘parting of the ways’.
101 characters

From Fandango at This, That and the Other:
Did you say to take the left or right path at the fork? I’m cold, the sun is setting, and it’s gonna start snowing again. Text me, dammit.
(138 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Right or left?
Fight or flight?
Life’s never smooth sailing
Deal with it head-on
Let your hair down
Brain and perhaps brawn
Try not to get drown
(138 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Damn which path should I take! Why had I not brought my SatNav.  It was cold and getting dark. I could hear the wolves baying for my blood.

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
The signs are there to the pathway of glory. Clearly marked. Yet they all focus down the paths, left or right? If they would only look up…
(140 Characters)

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
They arrive exhausted at the fork.
Left! He shouted
Right! She answered
No, left!
Okay, right
NO! I mean my left -he cries
You’re Right! My Left!
140 characters

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
two paths separated
two ways parted
two routes deviated
one road split  . . .
Robert’s brain is “frosted.”
(102 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
I came to the fork and I realised that this was my life at the present moment in time. Both led to the unknown but only one was my destiny.

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Rgt Or Lft.Ur Guess?
M Cnfsd.
My Guess Lft
Wish Ths Jrny Nvr Ends
She Looks At Him
C I Lost Way,U Too..V Met,Thr Mst B Rsn
She Smiles
He Kisses Her.

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflections:
He was at the crossroad. Should he heed to his heart’s call or listen to his mind’s voice. A tough decision to make.  Taking a deep breath, he made his decision.
Letter count: 138

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
Just around the corner, Mum!
When they got there, the giant’s body had disappeared.
Look Mum, look. You can see the impression on the ground!
(139 characters)

From Ray at A Simple, Village Undertaker:
Last night it snowed for the first time
Deciding which path to follow.
The least traveled does not appear to be an option
Decisions, decisions.
(140)

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Things are not what they seem in the woods tonight. Little Red is on the prowl:
Wolf where have you gone? Left or right?
I’ve haunted your dreams, whispered dread in your ears.
It’s time to meet, time to spar.
Time to EAT.

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Which Woodland Path to Choose?
Hansel speak to me  we gotta to choose a path
Quite so Gretel  which one? Not the Wicked Witch path
You’re so mean Hansel      dont care if she gets you
I’m off enjoy the forest on your own

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Dense it looks as far as our eyes can see,don’t be feared by its enormity, for the minuscule details also matter.
113 characters.

Thank you to everyone who followed the muse to last week’s challenge. As I suspected, there were many ways to look at this fork in the path. Your entries were creative and fun, and some made me think…which I love to do. Some would say I think too much! 😉

This week with Autumn approaching here in the Northern Hemi, orchards are opening their fields to apple lovers who set out on foot to “pick their own”, and harvest festivals will soon be cropping up on country farms with rows and rows of pumpkins, fresh apple butter, kettle corn, petting zoos, hay rides, and cornfield mazes. This is my favorite time of year! I found this interesting photo at Pixabay by Nordseher. What is the story here? Is it an orchard owner offering a sample to a guest…or is it something more sinister? I’m sure you know the answer! Remember only 140 characters to tell your tale. Have fun! See you at next week’s harvest of tales…aka the roundup! 😉

Twittering Tale #51 – 26 September 2017

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Photo by Nordseher at Pixabay.com

The twister spared the trees but had tossed the apples on the ground.

“Looks like an apple butter year,” Mae quipped. It was her best batch.

(140 Characters)

~kat


Magnetic Poetry Monday

would I if

I could be and do

whatever

and then some

is it like leaving

bread crumbs

on a wild path?

~kat

(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)


lust and denial…inked

Two poems for this week’s challenge…

Lust and Denial

the

pain is

exquisite

so say lovers

who have felt its nip

the excruciating,

throbbing burn of raw desire

for the flesh is truly weak you know

it drives us mad if we ignore it

just a taste of honey’s enough

convincing our denial

consoled by pleasantries

gluttony and lies

avoiding pain

hurts us less

so we

think

~kat

(58 Words in the form of a Reverse/Standard Double Nonet)

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Inked

sterile setting on acid

grunge rock slamming my

eardrums, drone of the

needle pulsing into

my exposed flesh

independence

personified in body art

the pain is exquisite

forever inked, I am

free, conventional

conformation be damned

~kat

(38 Words – Free Verse)

Both pieces are for MLMM or Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt: use the line: The pain is exquisite, with no alterations, but anywhere in your piece, AND – however you choose to explore the topic of pain, you must include a counter-effect, balancing/opposite/silver lining, of some type, in your piece as well.


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse –

Oh how we conform to the reality that presents itself day in and day out. We strive to be good…the good child, the good friend, the good spouse, good parents, good neighbors, good citizens, good humans. With all this goodness surrounding us and legions of do-gooders doing their goodly best, it’s hard to envision a world that is tainted by bad. And yet there are bad things happening everyday. There is obviously a broken link in the chain that binds us.

It’s easy to be good when all is right in our world. It is when adversity, suffering and darkness come that the true test of our commitment to being good is challenged. Do I repay meanness with kindness, hatred with love, injustice with justice, judgement with grace? If I don’t, I can’t claim to be good after all.

I try as I might to be good, I’m not always. Is there a broken link in the chain? Decidedly so, but the break isn’t always the doing of the obvious bombastic “bad” person in our midst. Sometimes that broken link is me.

But that won’t stop me from trying. If being good was easy, it wouldn’t be quite as good. Peace to you on beautiful day! Keep trying…❤️

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 September 2017

one day i’ll get it right

beneath the brown

we’ve been here before…

these days i just hum

things jes’ aint the same.

i promise to stay in touch

hoping to land a big fish

we tend to forget

yeah, i was the weird kid.

clinging is futile

how it was to be wild,

in the light of day

little things in life

murmur feeling

~kat

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.


Magnetic Poetry Saturday

nature does not

murmur feeling

blue when night

falls, for she sees

the light in every

dark thing

remember to make

time to enjoy the

little things in life

all work and no play

is not living

mist rising after

the rain, warm

meeting cool in a

dreamlike symphony…

fading away

in the light of day

champagne blushed

my foolish heart

dances to a broken

rhythm…I almost remember

how it was to be wild,

myself, in color

~kat

Magnetic Poetry…try your hand at this fun exercise in wordplay HERE.