crimson canopy
a beautiful sunset spoilt
remember Babel
~kat
A Three Line Tale for Sonya’s challenge based on this photo by Adi Ulici.
the fish are dying
their ecosystem poisoned
you know we are next
kat
A Haiku for Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on the photo by Clay Knight via Unsplash.

photo by Gemma Evans via Unsplash
I couldn’t sleep; not an unusual occurrence, so I decided to try counting sheep but all the sheep had numbers painted on them…the same numbers.
Well of course I thought the universe must be messing with me, or perhaps it had worked and I was sleeping, even dreaming!
But then this unsettling dream, if it was it was a dream, roused me awake and I spent the rest of the night trying to figure out what it all means!!!
-kat
(A Three Line Tale based on this cute, disturbing nightmare of a photo by Gemma Evans via Unsplash. 😜

photo by Caleb Woods via Unsplash
Charlie spent months researching, attending conferences, test driving models, doing side-by-side feature comparisons and saving extra cash, a lot of it, until he settled on the perfect drone.
On the day of her maiden voyage, Natasha (Charlie liked to name things) was magnificent to behold hovering in the wild blue sky, dipping, weaving, soaring, with Charlie at the controls orchestrating her every move until a gust of wind tossed her just out of radio contact range.
Charlie felt the hiccup first in his fingers, like a skipped heartbeat, the empty disconnect that plunged him into despair and poor Natasha into the middle of a nearby lake where she sunk and settled into the ooze, never to be seen again.
~kat – 30 March 2017
For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo prompt by Caleb Woods via Upsplash.

Photo by Fleur Treurniet via Unsplash
Mission Accomplished!
Agent Jones, boarded a flight to the remote island, with alias credentials in tow and strict orders to remain under cover at the local inn until she received a green light from command.
On the morning of the mission, an alert pinged from her laptop providing a detailed map that showed where she would find her mark, as well as instructions to wear the disguise that had been waiting for her in her room.
The costume, though it made her chuckle, was brilliant as it turned out, and the secret weapon that guaranteed the mission’s success because it allowed Agent Jones, aka “Unicorn”, to slip anonymously through the crowds of the festival to the abandoned storeroom where she found the kidnapped child.
~kat – 2 March 2017
A Three Line Tale for Sonya’s challenge this week, based on the photo above by Fleur Treurniet via Unsplash.