Twittering Tale #39 – 4 July 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 charactercountonline.com.

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

Twittering Tales #38 – The Roundup


From Michael at Morpethroad:
It’s a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll.
Songs in my head but I want off now.
Whose idea was this?
My feet long for the earth.

From Soul Connection / Through My Heart’s Web:
Between Earth And Sky My Life Is Hanging. Can’t Afford Being Scared Of Heights. But Happy With The Feeling Being Above All,As If Am Flying.

From Di at Pensitivity101:
‘Hope you’ve got a head for heights!’ he shouted.
Damn sibling rivalry. I’d never live this down.

96 characters

From Sight11:
Hanging themselves..
To transmit..
Lives in our homes..

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Running down from the mountains, they made their way to the top of the tower. Jeff! this will be a perfect challenge for our contestants.
137 characters

From Sarah at By Sarah:
Pokemon Go is attracting controversy for contributing to various accidents, as well as becoming a public nuisance at some locations…

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
What goes up, must come down??!!
Gravity is nine-tenths of the law; safety-gear and padding the other tenth.

(107 characters; 18 words)

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
They were the masters at climbing the tower during their college days. Today, on their 25th alumni meet, they still enjoyed it as much.
135 characters

From Monika at Monika Sharma – A Unique Advisor:
In the afternoon of summer when I work on a tower hanging with the help of harness far above the ground i think i will go home and ask my son to construct the same tower for me.

From Reena at ReInventions:

I’ve lived in ivory towers with silver spoons in my mouth. But this is downright scary. No minions to support me below, and the wind bites.
(139 characters)

From Susmita at Uniqueus:
“Oh! The lunatic is climbing up the tower. Look at him waving his hands. I hope he doesn’t do anything drastic. Need to call the police.”
135 Characters

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
Andy just needed this one jump to get his BASE license (Building, Antenna, Span, Earth). Little did he know he’d receive it posthumously.

From Willow at Willowdot21, two tales :
Clear blue skies= safety, driving rain not so much, snow & fog = danger. As linesmen we work all weather. Sadly Jan didn’t see the ice.

Never argue with the guy up top he keeps you safe I only made that mistake once. Didn’t survive the fall. He said my wire frayed.

From Weena at Teleporting Weena:
ELECTRIFIED
1,000 steps left to reach the Promised Land
100 steps left to reach the Promised Land
50 steps left to reach the Promised Land
1 step le….ZAP

140 Characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
He’d checked 3 times now and he was certain. There were 3 nuts, 5 bolts, and 17 washers missing.
No other option, he’d have to take it back!

(140 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Evening, the crowd dispersed but both refused to come down.
“I won’t let you have her.”
“She loves me best.”
“I named her.”
“But she’s my cat!”

From Maniparna at Scattered Thoughts:
His attacker was right behind, chasing him. He was rising up fast. “I would rather finish myself than to succumb”, he whispered.
(129 characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:
He looked up. His son is at the perfect height. He look at the horizon–second generation ends, third starts today. Proud of you, my boy…
(139 Characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
I’m Pete he’s Jo. We needed the work. He’s new, scared of heights. Like him. One minute he’s above me next he’s stepping off into the serene blue sky. Then silence.

From Oneta at Sweet Aroma:
Take a break, sit and muse. Remembering third grade when the monkey bars were a challenge. Fun then, fun now! For this I get paid!
136 Characters

And starting us out last week, my take:
Took the job for the pay and benefits. Now they want us to spy on the public. It’s my last day; training the newbie. If people only knew.
138 Characters

Thank you everyone for a great collection of tales! I love what you did with this photo prompt. So much variety this week. We had linemen, legacies, philosophical reflections, sibling rivalry and competition for the love of sport and the love of a cat, and a few nightmarish tales of untimely demises…electrifying and dizzying! You all really tweeted this one to infinity and beyond and took us to new heights! (Couldn’t resist! 😉)

For this week, a photo of a bridge by Ottavio at Pixabay.com. What do you see? A tale of adventure or suspense or does the bridge represent a stirring life’s reflection? I trust you. Though I’m not sure I trust this bridge! Have fun! See you at the roundup next week!

Twittering Tale #39 – 4 July 2017

Photo by Ottavio at Pixabay.com

“Where’s Sophie?! Oh god!”

“It won’t hold you Sue. See if she’ll come back to you.”

“Come to mommy Sophie. Come…”

“Sophie…no!”

 

 

 

“Got her!”

~kat
139 Characters


Magnetic Poetry Monday – A Haiku

wild climbing vine
deep root tendriled covering
nature’s song in green

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Nature Kit with a photo montage of a Virginia Creeper vine that is overtaking my front porch!


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 July 2017


“Happy Sunday!”

“Happy, you say?!”

“Well, in a transcendental, metaphysical, quasi-spiritual, dreamy, optimistic sort of way, yes, happy. And it is a fact that it is Sunday…unless you reside in the Far East…then it is almost Monday…but I divagate.”

“You what?”

“Divagate….as in digress? Remember? The new word we learned this week.”

“You’re such a diva!”

“Am not! You are! But back to your original question, ‘happy, you say?!’ … yes, I take it you’re not.”

“Well, how can anyone be happy when everything in the world is spiraling out of control?”

“Take a Dramamine?”

“Come on! Global warming, a heath care bill that is going to kill people, an insane, mean old man running the country, Russia (need I say more?), collapsing infrastructure, the assault on our public schools, voting rights, gerrymandering, voter suppression, nationalism, travel bans, ageism, misogyny, racism, homophobia, religious profiling, insane tweets, the wall…”

“Feel better yet?”

“No, I’m just getting started. And just you wait. Tomorrow something else will happen to prove  we’re all up shit’s creek without a paddle. So forgive me miss giddy twinkle shoes if I can’t be happy right now! I’m mortified! It’s terrifying!”

“Oh, but you can. Be happy that is. It’s all a choice. It only takes a second.”

“Harrumph! Delusional you mean!”

“No. Happy. Right here, right now, this moment. Let me show you. First, close your eyes…now think about something that makes you happy.”

“You mean used to…”

“Give it a chance. And you opened your eyes…start over. Close your eyes…think happy something…anything. Got it?”

“Yeah. Okay now what?”

“Now take a deep breath in. Imagine yourself completely enveloped by your happy thing…don’t breathe out just yet…imagine…okay now…slowly…let it go. Feel better?”

“I do actually. I get it. I remember. Thanks self for pulling me off the ledge one more time.”

“Don’t mention it. We’re in this together you know. Happy Sunday?”

“Yeah, I’ll give you that. It’s happy enough, given the circumstances.”

“You’re exhausting!”

😳😊😟😉😜😀😢😣😐😘😌☺️😒😅😮

And…welcome to my world! My mind battles itself regularly. Yeah, the world is a bit, chaotic these days, but it’s important to unplug when it gets to be too much.

We’re gonna survive this, like we have survived every trying time in our history. I’m not going to tell you, “don’t worry, be happy”. That is a bit delusional, and it is important to stay engaged as a member of “we the people”. But…there is nothing wrong with divagating into your happy place every now and again.

Look! There goes a butterfly! A beautiful graceful butterfly…and there! Look! A flower! Oh, and I just noticed someone being kind…Wow! It’s not as hard as you think.

So…Happy Sunday y’all! I hope you can find your happy, if even for just a moment, this week. Just remember to breathe. ❤️

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 July 2017

If people only knew
never say it…only
smoldering remains
weeps perfume when crushed
from obsidian to glass
Some souls find heaven in hell’s corridors.
look! a butterfly!
divagating tweeted blips,
because that is what those with the truest hearts do
softly
magic is in the air
make love bloom
dreamers ask,
“why not?”

~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 

deliriously mad
dreamers ask,
“why not?”


the softest
touch can open
a heart
the little things
win us over and
make love bloom

on a good day
magic is in the air
no one dies or
lies and peace is
not a thing
to long for like
red velvet cake

cloud cover
cold
wind murmuring
softly
thick with rain
deep peace
shades of eden

~kat

Created with Magnetic Poetry Online, Original, Poet, Nature and Love Kits.


Only the Purest of Hearts

Photo by © Eric Wicklund


Once upon a time, an enchanted tree in an ancient forest was known for granting wishes to those with pure, true hearts.

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.