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Parched 

Photo by PaulBR75 at Pixabay


surging brackish brine
levee wastes away like dust
parched, we are drowning

~kat

For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, prompt words: Ocean (brackish) & Shore (levee).


Mother Lode

Photo by Claire Sheldon


“How many of these are there?”

“I don’t know, a couple hundred.”

“You sure the old lady said she hid money in her stuffed animals?”

“That’s what my cousin’s, friend’s, mother heard her neighbor say.”

“What?! I can’t believe I’m sitting here unstuffing this woman’s creepy collection on hearsay!”

“But it could be true! Besides, I trust my cousin.”

“You lost me at ‘friend’, my friend. The old lady will be back soon. If we don’t find something soon, I’m outa here!

Just then a shiny penny tumbled from a pile of stuffing. 

“Really dude?! God!!!!”

“Well, it IS money!”

~kat

100 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge based on the photo above by Claire Sheldon. 


To The Grave – In 52 Words…Exactly

i cant believe i missed last week’s prompt “toast”. may have tobrevisit that one. at any rater this week’s 52 Word Story Challenge asks us to tell a tale in 52 words exactly about “A Secret You Just Discovered”.

Before the calendar beats me again, here’s my little yarn.


To the Grave

It was a good death, as deaths go.

I had never seen death so close. It was peaceful; shallow breathing, a gentle shudder, stillness.

She left us letters. Of all us sisters, I was her favorite. Everyone knew it. I found a corner to read mine.

Dear Shana,
When we found you…

~kat


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.


Divagate – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku


It’s Friday and time to learn a new word and use it in a Haiku. Though I must admit that the 5/7/5 verses that I come up with are not “true” haiku. By definition, a Haiku is “a Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.”

There have been a few words of the day that had something to do with nature. Although I do strive to maintain the form and the “in the moment” impression and “ah-ha” revelation aspect in each Haiku I write. And I might add that I am not Japanese. At least that’s what my DNA tells me….

This piece, though, and my other Friday forays might better be defined as a “Haibun”. Defined as “haikai writings, a prosimetric literary form originating in Japan, combining prose and haiku. The range of haibun is broad and frequently includes autobiography, diary, essay, prose poem, short story and travel journal.” (from Wikipedia)

Ah, but, I divagate, pronounced dahy-vuh-geyt not ‘dee-vuh-geyt’ as you might be tempted to say it, today’s word of the day at Dictionary.com. Although the word “diva” is hard to miss in the first part of this word, its etymology will clarify everything for you. First used late 16th century: from Latin divagat- ‘wandered around,’ from the verb divagari, from di- ‘widely’ + vagari ‘wander.’ (from google under ‘divagate etymology’)

So you see, divagate is not ‘diva+gate’ (sounds like a beauty pageant fiasco, doesn’t it?! 😉), but rather it is ‘di-vagate’ which accounts for its unique pronunciation.

And finally, what does all this mean? I’m glad you asked! According to dictionary.com Divagate means “to wander; stray, or to digress in speech.”

Does the fact that someone is prone to divagate make them a diva? Perhaps. If only to illustrate that said divagator likes to hear themselves talk while demanding that everyone around them listen with rapt attention to their gibberish!

But alas, there I go divagating again. I have been accused of this before, not because I am a diva mind you. Blame it on a short attention span and my tendency to become easily distracted. 😜

And if you have read this far, the very least I can do is reward you with a Haiku or two, the part two of this haibun, which I learned is also Japanese…which I am not…😊

Have a great weekend…and for my US friends, enjoy your Independence…4th of July Celebration Day…emphasis on “independence” while it lasts!!! 😳

one hundred forty
divagating tweeted blips,
known also, as spin

follow if you can
divagators who drivel
look! a butterfly!

~kat