photo by Mahdis Mousavi via Unsplash
ustairs and downstairs
getting nowhere very fast
with nowhere to go
~kat
A Haiku for Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge inspired by the photo above by Mahdis Mousavi via Unsplash.
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Upstairs Downstairs
ustairs and downstairs
getting nowhere very fast
with nowhere to go
Field of Dreams
dreams that come to life
create cherished memories
to play is to win
~kat
A Three Line Tale in Haiku for Sonya’s challenge this week, inspired by this photo by Christian Widell via Unsplash.
Bait – A Three Line Tale
photo by Joel Filipe via Unsplash
“I don’t think it’s safe to swim here,” Chuck mumbled, as he spied the bloom undulating just below the surface.
“Those jellies will leave us alone, you’ll see,” Tom scoffed as he plunged into the deep, disbursing the jellies in every direction only to be surrounded by them once more when the splash settled.
Tom struggled against the stinging web of tentacles, eventually drowning, as Chuck’s face twisted into a malevolent smirk, “that was easier than I thought it would be…stupid fool.”
~kat
For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge inspired by this photo by Joel Filipe via Unsplash.
Mask
photo by Diana Feil via Unsplash
Without greasepaint and a silly wig, Harry was invisible.
He existed inconspicuously, on the cusp of survival, a lonesome “weirdo” to those who happened to notice his shadow.
But as Chuckles the Clown, he was a beloved character and everyone knew his name…Chuckles.
~kat
For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by Diana Feil via Unsplash.
Octo-Cat
For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by Timothy Meinberg via Unsplash.
He showed up at their front door one stormy night, flea-ridden, battle-worn, sopping wet and one who had likely used up at least eight of his nine lives.
They called him Scamp, took him in as one of their own, gave him the finest food and a plush pillow to sleep on.
But the old Tom could not be domesticated, escaping often the comfort and safety of home to roam the docks where he had his fill of fish guts and the salty taste of freedom.
~kat
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