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Warning Label – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 25

An Acrostic Poem for today’s NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 25 Prompt: write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself! I have been accused of talking too much. Or of changing the subject mid-sentence, by those who know me best. I don’t think I’ve ever been as awful as today’s poem suggests, but I had a bit of fun poking fun at myself. Apologies to anyone I may have infuriated by not allowing you to get a word in edgewise…I’m working on my listening skills. 🙂


Welcome! Come in. I’ve heard such nice things about you…Tea?
All my friends call me…well…you can call me Kat.
Really, I insist. And I won’t take no for an answer.
Now tell me about you. I want to know everything.
Im not big on formalities as you can see. I like things simple,
Not that I don’t like nice things. But I have been told that I’m low maintenance.
Give me a reason not to like you; that’s what I say. I get along with everyone.

Love comes easy for me, too easy.
And hate…well I just don’t. Unless, of course…never mind…I don’t.
But, this is about you. So tell me… You were saying?
Except, if I might…just one more thing…I should warn you
Little things…like details, lies, and small talk…they make me crazy. Did you say you wanted tea? Sorry, I’ll brew a pot. So where were we? Oh, I might have forgotten to tell you I have an appointment soon, so our visit will need to be shorter than we planned. I hope you don’t mind. We should plan to do this again soon. I think we’re going to be great friends. I can tell. And I have a feeling about these things. You have my number don’t you? I’ll call you.

~kat


Enchanting Shapes – Tanka Tuesday

muted
silhouettes dance
in the cool misty brume
bewitching shadows fade into
the void

~kat

A Cinquain for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, Synonyms Only, prompt words: Enchant (bewitch) & Shape (silhouette, shadow).


Elegy for Harriet – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 24

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‘come see my garden’
she would say with
a twinkle in her eye
she was a cool, clear evening,
an arched gateway, flanked
by flower beds, eclectic,
like tiny worlds within worlds,
a great old tree, with hatchlings
chattering, a small corner nook
lost in faerie whisperings
such beauty, a gift, blessed
to have been, this creative, lovely
soul who crossed beyond the veil
tending a magnificent garden…
time feels sweeter imagining her there

~kat

For NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 24 Prompt: write an elegy – a poem typically written in honor or memory of someone dead. But we’d like to challenge you to write an elegy that has a hopefulness to it. I chose to use a eulogy that I had written for a neighbor a few years ago and to use “blacked out” words to create an elegy poem.

You can read the Eulogy HERE. Below, the blacked out version.

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Florescence Day 24

let’s stop this lunacy
simplify, that’s the key
live life, let other’s be, no regrets

~kat

For Jane’s Daily Florescence Challenge. Work has been particularly grueling today. No frills; no pretty pictures.  I did manage to cough this poem out during my grub and go, desktop lunch break. Writing is what keeps me sane after all.  Tomorrow is another day. 🙂


April 17, 2018 Twittering Tales #81 – 24 April 2018

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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 in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, 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. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tale #80 – The Roundup

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Photo by Leirdal at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…
“It’s Roger’s skiff alright. What’s left of it. Don’t know whether to be happy or sad. Damn that Roger. Three weeks! Always getting himself into a mess that the rest of us have to bail him out of.”
Just then, there was a rustling in the brush.
“Hey Joel! What took ya’ll so long?”
(278 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Broken
“Reflections do nothing to boost my self-esteem.”
“You look beautiful….”
“I look different … in different mediums. It is the medium that makes or breaks me.”
She was tracing lines with a twig on water, watching the images crack up, and make faces at her. She was no longer whole.
(276 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and The Other:
Picture Perfect
“Is this a painting or a photograph?” Don asked.
“You seriously can’t tell?” Helen responded.
“Oh, I’m sorry if I offended you,” Don said.
“You didn’t offend me. It’s actually an oil painting I made of a photo I took,” Helen explained.
“It’s beautiful,” Don said. “Picture perfect!”
(278 characters)

From Deborah at Twenty-Four:
With one final dab he lifted the paintbrush, was the green too vivid? Were the colours accurate?
As he hesitated the front door slammed and fearful of discovery he threw aside the brush and bounded to the front door, desperate to appear dutiful.
“What you been up to Fido?”
(272 characters)

From Hélène at Willow Poetry:
Memories
In my quiet solitude, unable to control my tears, I recall the love we shared hiking to our secret spot. It has become an aching memory etched deeply within my heart. Since you left, I feel like this abandoned little rowboat, half submerged, slowly slipping from the surface.
(277 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Takeaways
The Groke sat so still her great bulk made not even a ripple on the lake’s surface. She had spat out the boat part but she still had terrible stomach ache. The juicy part inside was tasty enough, but the rubber waders and the fishing tackle were playing havoc with her digestion.
280 Characters

From Edwin at Edwin’s Journal:
Adventure Time
“Such a vivid place. The colours look so picture perfect. Those waters are so calm, with ripples none. This might be heaven on Earth.”
“I’ve heard that there’s a Sea monster in a cave deep inside those waters.”
“Really? Ready for adventure time?”
“What? Are you joking?”
“Nope”

From Indhu at Always:
The Proposal
I was all set to propose her today. I wanted to do it at her favorite spot where she spent most of her time rowing in her small boat. She was a happy, go-lucky girl, liked by all in the town. Alas! I knew her better. The broken boat! What is the hurry to leave this world? Why?
(277 characters)

From Anuragbakhshi at Jagahdilmein:
Shipwrecked
“Darling, they say an imperfection makes one more beautiful.”
“Lovely sentiment dear, but…”
“Even the moon has scars.”

“Poetic, but…”
“A dash of imperfection leads to memorability.”

“I agree, but did you HAVE to sink our only boat to insert an imperfection into your photograph?”
279 characters

Thank you everyone for joining the challenge this week. I really enjoyed everyone’s take this week. We had a dog who paints, a proposal…that wasn’t, a few sea monsters and a zealous photographer, and a few wistful thought-provoking streams of consciousness. Such fun!

This week we’re hitting the rails, on a train ride. There is a story here. Tell us, in 280 characters or less of course. Hope to see you at the roundup next week!

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Photo by Ana Martin on Unsplash

The Excursion

Martin fumbled with the newspaper. “Don’t let them see you sweat, Martin,” he thought. How did they know he was on this train? Who was he kidding? They always knew.

As the train slowed to a stop, they made their move.

“Hello Martin. It’s time to get you back to the hospital.”

~kat