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Twittering Tale #53 – 10 October 2017

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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 based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. 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. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #52 – The Roundup

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Photo by GLady on Pixabay.com

Starting us off…my tale:

When Joe was a kid he loved the circus; especially clowns. They were the nicest guys. But Joe was not nice. It was the perfect disguise.
(137 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
“Who is that clown in red?”
“That is a demeaning phrase. The correct word for that is … Actor in the Comic Category. He is an award winner.”

(139 characters)

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:
As he scrubbed his face clean, he felt unsure. The face in the mirror and the mask had merged into one and he never knew when

From Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
He wore a mask to make others laugh for a living,
but no one noticed the pain behind his smiles when he took off his mask.
(123 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Life is like a grammar class
Full of sentences and fragments
In every class, there’s a jackass
Therefore, we need our patience
Send in the clown
(140 characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
“Hey Kid Wana C My Tricks”
“JOKER”Kid Ran Away
Hey M Nt Bad Joker.Lk M Frndly,M Smiling.
Dis Kid Too Scared Of Me.

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Pushed away at home and at school
Always treated as the class fool.
He grew up happy in his own space.
He was a hit, and now wears a happy face.

From My Feelings My Freedom:
I despised clowns for obscuring their true identity. My belief was however defied, when the man in red, took the gunshot for me. Appalled!
(138 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
Once again they cluttered the streets in their bright costumes, so Sally had no choice but to camp out in her attic and wait till the craze had passed.

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
-Oh my! When you said you were a clown
I didn’t realise that it was ur actual job!?
-Oops! When it said ‘blind date’,
I thot it mnt BLIND date!
140 characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
His right pupil had already blown and dropped to the base of his iris. Now his nose was falling off. That cosmetic surgeon sure was a clown.

From Fandango at This, That and the Other:
I always thought that guy was a bit of a clown, but when he showed up in that stupid clown suit it just proved that he’s just a bad joke.
(137 characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Clown at the Fair
See that clown ? His real name is Ernest Doom he’s a crime writer.
How funny – I mean funny peculiar not funny ha ha
What tickles him ?
Nasty crimes for his books

From Deepika at Deepika’s Ramblings:
Too much chaos, stress and violence out in the world.
“Let me take on, making people smile.”
Come all, “Smile a while”, ease out the tensions.
140 characters.

From Jan at Strange Goings on in the Shed:
It’s taken a while to track you down and I’m not in a good mood. You’re fifty years overdue and he wants it back. Hand the soul over.
(135 words)

Clowns are quite an odd topic I found. Some of you were creeped out…some of you creeped ME out with your tales. There were a few funny tales too…and some bittersweet. Well done! Clowns are definitely controversial characters. But I love what you did with the challenge.

This week we’re exploring the story behind this treehouse. How many of you had a treehouse to play in when you were a kid? I lived near the woods, so I pretty much lived in the trees. Good times. There is something magical about having a special place to hang out when you’re young. I also had a secret hiding space in my room behind a bookcase that slid open like a door. I remember setting it up like my own little home inside a home. I spent many hours dreaming about life in that special place. What memories come to mind when you look at this week’s photo by Antranias on Pixabay.com? You have 140 characters to tell us all about it! Have fun. See you next week at the roundup!

Twittering Tale #53 – 10 October 2017

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Photo by Antranias on Pixabay.com

“There it is! Come on.”
“Nope. I’m fine down here.”
“Suit yourself. Have to see if it’s still there.”
“What’s so important?”
“This!”
“Is tha…”

~kat
(140 Characters…exactly)
Sorry…had to do it. The Rules are the Rules…140 Characters…but I do love a good cliffhanger!  😉


The Sun and The Moon

The Sun and The Moon

brilliant as the sun you are / cool as the moon are you
drawing me into your orbit / moving me like the tides
singeing me with white-hot passion / salty swells pounding the strand
warm flush reducing me to ash / over the edge, swirling shards of bone
sweeping me into a smoky haze / foaming flecks of sticky wetness
though others find your face alluring / reflecting flecks of distant luster
your steadfast devotion / illuminating the darkness
greets me at dawn / filling my nights
dewy mist rising / with sweet dreams of eternity
brilliant as the sun by day / cool as the moon’s pale glow
love’s slow burn / consuming me

~kat

A Cleave Poem for this week’s Mind Love Miseries’ Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt Challenge inspired by Pablo Neruda’s Sonnet XVI (see below).

A cleave poem is three poems in one. Read the first column top to bottom, then the second top to bottom, and finally, read each line across top to bottom.

Sonnet XVI by Pablo Neruda

I love the handful of the earth you are.
Because of its meadows, vast as a planet,
I have no other star. You are my replica
of the multiplying universe
Your wide eyes, are the only light I know
from extinguished constellations;
your skin throbs like the streak
of a meteor through rain.
Your hips were that much of the moon for me;
your deep mouth and its delights, that much sun;
your heart, fiery with its long red rays,
was that much ardent light, like honey in the shade.
So I pass across your burning form, kissing
you – compact and planetary, my dove, my globe.


Frivolity

For TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge. Inspired by his photo of this 19th century porcelain potpourri vase. Prompt Words: Flower and Simply

simply scentless art
flowers of porcelain clay
untouched by seasons

~kat


Off Limits

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Photo by Pamjpat at Pixabay.com

The closet in my parents’ room was off limits.

My little sister and I decided to sneak a peak while they were outside. To our surprise, the closet was full of toys!

Of course we never let on. We’d heard children who stopped believing in Santa didn’t get toys on Christmas morning.

~kat

For Sacha’s 52 Weeks 52 Words flash fiction challenge. This week’s challenge: Write about the day you ignored the ‘KEEP OUT’ sign. (in 52 Words EXACTLY)

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Alchemy

inkwell alchemy
swirling into syllables
channeling the muse

~kat

For Three Line Tales Challenge, a Haiku inspired by this photo by Kira auf der Heide via Unsplash.