‘midst these gilded halls
lovers danced to strings and lutes
their dreams frail as dust
those who dream dance on
promenades of hopeful bliss
though the music ends
~kat
For TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge inspired by the photo by our host above and the prompt words: Dream & Dance.
Photo by PaulBR75 at Pixabay
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, prompt words: Ocean (brackish) & Shore (levee).
Photo by Claire Sheldon
“I don’t know, a couple hundred.”
“You sure the old lady said she hid money in her stuffed animals?”
“That’s what my cousin’s, friend’s, mother heard her neighbor say.”
“What?! I can’t believe I’m sitting here unstuffing this woman’s creepy collection on hearsay!”
“But it could be true! Besides, I trust my cousin.”
“You lost me at ‘friend’, my friend. The old lady will be back soon. If we don’t find something soon, I’m outa here!
Just then a shiny penny tumbled from a pile of stuffing.
“Really dude?! God!!!!”
“Well, it IS money!”
~kat
100 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge based on the photo above by Claire Sheldon.
i cant believe i missed last week’s prompt “toast”. may have tobrevisit that one. at any rater this week’s 52 Word Story Challenge asks us to tell a tale in 52 words exactly about “A Secret You Just Discovered”.
Before the calendar beats me again, here’s my little yarn.
To the Grave
It was a good death, as deaths go.
I had never seen death so close. It was peaceful; shallow breathing, a gentle shudder, stillness.
She left us letters. Of all us sisters, I was her favorite. Everyone knew it. I found a corner to read mine.
Dear Shana,
When we found you…
~kat
Photo by © Eric Wicklund
A scoundrel heard the legend and devised a scheme to fool the old tree into granting his evil desires. He spied a kind old man and overtook him, ripping out his heart, tossing it, still beating, into a satchel. As he approached the tree, it noticed the old man’s pure heart.
“Hello kind sir,” the tree said, “I sense your heart is true. What is your wish?”
“Oh great tree,” the scoundrel replied, “thank you for finding favor with me, a lowly servant. My wish…my wish…”
But before he could utter another word the old tree heaved, unsettling the ground beneath his feet. “What have you done?! Imposter! For your evil deed you shall suffer darkness forevermore!” The old tree’s roots burst through the dust, ensnaring the scoundrel, dragging him into the cold earth.
The tree took pity on the old man. He dispatched the faerie folk to restore to him his heart, granting him a long, happy life. The man continued to bestow kindness, even to strangers, because that is what those with the truest hearts do.
~kat
A 200 Word Tale for Sunday’s Photo Fiction Challenge based on the photo above. This one was quite the challenge and a great lesson in the art of brevity. Truth be told, the first draft of this yarn was over 500 words! Challenges like this help one to become a better writer. You should have a go of it. Click HERE for the details.
like mercury colliding... 