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Photo by Zara Walker

For a brief moment, as she had done for thousands of years, god revealed herself to humanity, placing another star in the moonless night sky.

She is not at all what one might expect; a child bundled in an overcoat wearing golashes, but it is the expression on her face, her all-knowing eyes and her warm understanding smile that convinces some people to believe.

God knows we are a stubborn lot, as evidenced by the twinkling, diamond-bedazzled firmament, but she continues to show us how loved we are by leaving a trail of stardust to guide us home.

kat – 29 December 2016

For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge, inspired by the photo above by Zara Walker.


Fool Me Once … A Three Line Tale

Dust it with sugar
Serve it up with festive flair
It’s still a fruitcake!

kat ~ 22 December 2016

For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by photo by Jennifer Pallian via Unsplash. Happy Holidays to you and yours! ❤


Utopia

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As the ruling class had promised, internment camps were established in every district to house the undesirables who were identified and sorted during the great purge, to be kept safe with their own kind: the immigrants, the refugees, the gays, the Muslims, non-Christians, Agnostics and Atheists, single, divorced and widowed women over 21 who did not have the covering of a husband, native peoples, the homeless and the disabled.

Small delegations from each sub-community were given authority to keep the peace, to report dissidents, who were swiftly removed to an undisclosed location and to order basic necessities, such as food and medicine for their respective areas.

It was meant to be a temporary inconvenience until everyone could be registered and vetted sufficiently to re-enter the regime, but the process was long and ridden with changing rules and red tape, and the longer it took, the more comfortable the outcasts became, staying behind their walls with their own kind, where it was safe.

~kat ~ 17 November 2016

For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on the photo above by photo by Jace Grandinetti via Unsplash.


What Tangled Webs…

a new ball of yarn
to toss, tangle and unwind
“’tis bliss,” hissed the cat!

kat – 17 September 2016
A haiku for Sonya’s Three Line Tales  based in this photo by Philip Estrada. 


Shattering Tradition – A Three Line Tale

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photo by Rachel Crowe

It was fashioned of brushed brass, clicking cogs, and black dials and numbers set on an ivory face, a treasure passed from generation to generation, to the eldest son, as was customary in their family.

But because the current generation had produced no male heirs, the family’s patriarch had arranged for the pocket watch to be locked in a vault for safe keeping until the next male progeny was born…except…this was the 21st Century and there were three daughters waiting in the wings.

Members of the family petitioned the old man to consider the eldest of the three, an accomplished, intelligent young woman, to be the next owner of the watch, and he, after careful consideration and a twinkle in his eye as he gazed intently into hers, exclaimed, “Well hell, why not!” embracing his favorite girl sealing the deal; and a dusty old tradition was shattered by an antique, just like that!

kat ~ 25 August 2016

In response to Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by Rachel Crowe.