when the heat is on
some find comfort in its warmth
others conviction
~kat
For Haiku Horizon’s prompt word, “Heat”.
Twittering Tale #29 – 9 May 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 Tale #28 – The Round-Up
From Di at Pensitivity101
The noise was deafening as they flew to roost for the night.
It took less than five minutes, followed by total silence.
(118 characters)
From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses
Waiting to be unveiled, a new canvas awaits,
Paint it bright with all your hues,
Never forget to enjoy the picture it creates.
(126 characters)
A bright beautiful day, sang the birds. Darn! these humans, is it only crackers they find to express their joy, cursing so they hid.
(133 characters)
From Michael at Morpethroad
You ruined my shot.
She stamped her foot.
Sorry, had to sneeze.
Never again my one opportunity lost.
Come let’s follow the flock.
Oh, flock you.
(139 Characters)
From Lady Lee Manila
I long to fly in the sky
To soar up the cliffs with others
Cart me out to a world where I’m welcome
The absence of responsibilities and worries
(140 Characters)
From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less
#1
“Feed the birds, tuppence a bag;” flocks of pigeons took her back to childhood movies.
Or to her father’s rhyme about problematic flying cows.
(142; 24)
#2
“Wing leader to Captain.”
“Roger.”
“Target 5 feet to right.”
“Roger that.”
“Flyers: presidential statue in range. Ready all bomb bay doors.”
(139; 22)
From Reena at ReInventions
He had paid in advance for his terminally ill father’s funeral. He saw the birds from the plane window. Perhaps, a crow had died somewhere.
(139 characters)
From Through My Heart Web
Birds flying freely in the blue sky.Beautiful bondings, no cheating, no betraying. The captive Girl’s thought while watching them from window.
(140 Characters)
From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger
The remote campers enjoyed the view from the piney canyon. The skies abruptly filled with a cacophony of birds. Their eyes widened. FIRE!
137 Characters
From Dillon at Lost In the Transalation
To The Wind
Scattered to the wind,
Unknown where they are headed,
A mystery as to why,
Discover adventure,
Fly free, unbound…
109 Characters
From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings
They rose into the air as one, disturbed by the moans and groans of the last human survivors. They so looked forward to the impending feast!
(140 characters)
From Irena at Books and Hot Tea
You cannot hear the flutter
And feel the wind beneath your wings
You cannot rise from the gutter
While crawling on your hands and knees
(132 characters)
From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words
I woke up…look round…but where are they…my view shifts to my laptop screen…the end credit of “The Birds” scrolling…what a dream…
(140 Characters)
…and starting us off my little tale…
“Damn-blasted birds! Making all that racket, crapping everywhere!”
Charlie shot straight up, but the only bird he hit was himself. Old fool!
139 Characters
Another great Round-Up y’all! I loved that some of you went to the dark side, while others took a more inspirational take on the photo. Thanks again for joining the challenge! This week I’m using one of my own photos. I have a Magic 8 Ball on my desk at work. Sometimes I like to flip it over without asking it a question first. (I also like to color outside the lines…) And once I get my “answer” I try to think of the question that the 8 Ball might be answering. Ok…yes I’m weird. So anyhoo, here are two pics I took of my mystical Magic 8 Ball. (Did you know there are 20 possible answers hidden in the dark window of a Magic 8 Ball? Now you do!) Your challenge this week…What’s the question? Or…the story that led to the question. You have 4 choices. Write a tale for one or all four. And of course, Have FUN! (and don’t forget to post your link in the comments so I can find you for next week’s round-up.)
Twittering Tale #29 – 9 May 2017
“YES” It’s a sign! I’m overdue for a raise. It’s time to ask. One more flip of the 8 Ball, just to be sure.”VERY DOUBTFUL”? Ugh…Nevermind!
(140 Characters)
Cold Spring – Magnetic Poetry Monday
dawn rustles beneath
a blanket of cold,
blooms lightly frosted,
spring is doing
things her way
~kat
Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 6 May 2017
It’s the first weekend in May after a busy week on the world front. Sometimes I wish I could live each day blissfully oblivious to current events; wrapped up in friends, family and fun stuff. You know, the everyday normal that is possible because you know you have elected good, decent people to be in charge of managing the workings of our government, and the details that make our society civil.
Occasionally I do have weeks where I can do that. Where no one has gone over the edge, taking innocent people with them, where my job is secure, where everyone close to me is happy and healthy, no drama, where I actually manage to get some sleep at night.
This was not one of those weeks. I wish I didn’t care, but I do. The people who voted for this are likely not paying attention. Their engagement ended the minute they cast their vote. But for those of us who feel compelled to be involved and part of the process, who take democracy and “we the people” seriously, this was not a good week.
In times like this I need to remind myself that we, the collective we, have survived other weeks like this; darker times than what we are witnessing today. But even if I post happy pictures, flowers or kittens on social media, even if I smile and wave at the neighbors, even if I laugh and engage in happy conversations, never crossing over into anything deeper than the weather, my mind is burdened with truth and reality’s heavy presence and I know that I am lying when I say, “I’m fine.
I’m not fine. Things are not fine. But no one wants to hear that. So I post pictures of flowers and kittens and smiley faces.
Have a great week. Not lying. I really hope you do.
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 6 May 2017
forget the pain | and hopefully,forgive ourselves
it’s the magic of poetry
one moment, she’s warm and bright
Making all that racket, crapping everywhere!
the elusive missing link,
verdant roots planted in soil
a beautiful sunset spoilt
embrace with your heart
dreams of girls aching
~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.
Goddess Cry – Magnetic Poetry
goddess cry
I am not pleased by
the repulsive, delirious show
of mean, bitter men in suits
driven by lust as they
heave death and crush the
dreams of girls aching
to be mothers…NO…
my blood boils red hot
~😒kat
Magnetic Poetry – Original Kit
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