A few Haiku in response to TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompt: Light/The Qualities of Light. If you would like to read more, click HERE.
I watched helplessly
as light faded from her eyes
she left me helpless.
I knew you were there
your shadow danced with the light
through the window shade.
The blind perceive things
those with sight may overlook
who then, sees the light?
kat ~ 21 March 2016
Welcome to the roundup for this week’s Haiku of the Day Challenge. PJ (Priceless Joy) joined the challenge once again, selecting Monday’s word as her prompt. She will tell you that she is not a good haiku writer, but I think she does a splendid job! See her Haiku below.
I added my usual Friday word. Dictionary.com had some great words this week. Have a great week!
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Monday’s Word of the Day from Dictionary.com: Apostasy – noun: a total desertion or departure from ones religion, principles, party, cause, etc.
His apostasy
had him running from the men
who wanted him dead.
– PJ (Priceless Joy) @ Beautiful Words
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Friday’s Word of the Day from Dictionary.com: Amaranthine – adjective: unfading; everlasting; of or like the amaranth; of purplish-red color.
Defying the years
An amaranthine grace glowed
From her twinkling eyes.
– kat @ like Mercury colliding
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If you would like to join us this week, here are the rules!
Word of the Day Haiku Challenge
1. Pick a day that works for you. Once you pick your day, stick to it. This is what makes it fun and quite a challenge.
2. Choose an online dictionary that features a word of the day. I use dictionary.com but there are others. Pick your go-to dictionary.
3. Create a Haiku using the word of the day. In this challenge, no synonyms allowed.
4. A Haiku is a three line poem with the syllable structures 3-5-3 or 5-7-5.
5. (Optional) If you want, you may also post a expanded history of the word, your thoughts about the word, or some unusual facts about the word of the day.
6. Post a link to your Haiku in the comments so I can find you.
7. I’ll post the weekly roll call list on Sunday. So you have until Saturday at midnight (EST) to post your haiku.
8. Have fun!
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Paper scraps, moss and bits of twine
Feathers, leaves, wisteria vines
A compost cup of mud and slime
Where nestlings dine, where nestlings dine.
Bumper pads, diapers, teddy bears
Bassinets, booties, rocking chairs
Gathered in wait for future heirs
A mom prepares, a mom prepares.
Books, newspapers and magazines
Pizza boxes from floor to beams
Collectibles to the extreme
A hoarder’s dream, a hoarder’s dream.
Tattered blankets and cardboard bed
collected things others have shed
A duffle bag to rest one’s head
a homeless-stead, a homeless-stead.
A bit of twine, a cardboard base
Bassinets, booties, books to case
We all build nests to feel safe
We need our space, we need our space.
kat ~ 18 March 2016
A bit late to the party. This is a Monotetra in response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge. For more information about this poetry form or to read other monotetras, click HERE.
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Sam never much liked that mutt tagging along, but his buddy Chuck seemed to need him so he put up with it. There were times of course, when Bart (that’s what Chuck called him) proved to be an asset, especially at night. Bart remained vigilant, warning them of approaching intruders, allowing them to sleep, a rare gift on the front. Sam grew to appreciate their tag-a-long but he kept his distance.
No one, not even Bart could have seen it coming. The bomb lurked under the path waiting for someone to trip it. Today, that someone was Chuck. Sam and Bart rushed to him as soon as they regained their own bearing from the force of the blast, but Chuck was already gone.
As the medics carried away his friend’s remains, Sam looked down at Bart, tears in his eyes. “Don’t worry buddy, you’re with me now.”
Sam never much liked that mutt, but now he couldn’t imagine going on without him.
kat ~ 18 March 2016
(162 words)
A story based on the photo prompt above for FFfAW (Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers) hosted by Priceless Joy (PJ). If you would like to ready other stories or enter your own click HERE.
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Dearest Julia,
Each day I sit here enveloped by gloom, more so because you are not here to help me bide the time. I keep your favorite trinkets near the window. Like the swelling muddy river below, memories of our adventures flood my head with melancholy.
This house has become a prison to me since the accident. The visiting nurse brought fresh flowers hoping to cheer me. But eventually they died, reminding me of you.
Do you think of me in heaven, dearest? I pray each day that God would allow me to join you there.
Forever Yours,
Charles
~kat 18 March 2016
(99 words)
A flash of fiction in letter form for Friday Fictioneer’s Challenge based on the photo above by our hostess, Rochell Wisoff-Fields. Read other stories HERE.
