#SixSentenceStories; Wear

“I wish the kids had taken us out to dinner for our anniversary, they never invite us out anymore, probably because you always wear that godawful shirt, even to fancy places.”

“That’s my fancy shirt— I want to be buried in that shirt.”

“I want that too, believe me.”

“Maybe they don’t want to hear you complain that you’ve nothing to wear and then spend all of dinner complaining about the shops you had to go to before finding something acceptable.”

“You’re wearing on my last nerve, old man.”

“I wish the kids would come by more often too.”

The Six Sentence Story prompt word, from Six Sentence Story hostess Denise is “wear”. These six sentences in 99 words that make mention of a wish made are also influenced by the current challenge at Carrot Ranch. In both cases you have until Saturday to respond.

#PicoftheWeek; Rooftop

This week I am using the “Rooftop” square from the #2022picoftheweek bingo sheet created by Maria Antonia. While I like the actual snow covered roofs in this photo, I really love those clouds and the winter color.

For #2022picoftheweek Maria also offers a “Reader’s Edition”: If you’re not really into photography, but you’re a reader, you can also play the reader’s version. Just post a photo of a book you’re reading that has something to do with the prompt. (Eg: For a book about Valentine’s Day, you can check off the “Tickled Pink” prompt.)⁠

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 257 #Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

Circling 'Round

he pursues truth down linear paths
disappears ‘twixt thick lines of text
grasping blindly in a maze
foiled at every angle
lines crossed and tangled
he’s far afield
unaware
that he’s
lost
her
powers
encompass
cycles and spheres
universal dance 
Sun and Moon, Earth’s seasons
clarity circling near
reciprocation and return
magic is held in roundness she knows

The Tanka Tuesday challenge from Colleen Chesebro is to write an Ekphrastic poem, a response to “The Crystal Ball”, a painting by John William Waterhouse. The syllabic form I chose is a double nonet.

d’Verse Poetics; The Poet’s Store House

Laura Bloomsbury is tending bar at d’Verse, the pub for poets tonight, and informs us that today is National Thesaurus Day. She tells us she has recently purchased a copy of Hart’s “Thesaurus of the Senses” (I recommend it, beautifully written and collated solely into words that resonate with the five senses) and from it comes the first part of today’s prompt:-

1. Write a SOUND POEM which includes AT LEAST ONE from EACH of the FIVE HEARING CATEGORY SELECTIONS below: (reference the hearing words you chose in your post).

  • bellow; clink; drone; jingle; quiver;
  • clamour; dissonant; rip-roaring; tempestuous; vociferous;
  • dulcet: honeyed; poetic; sonorous; tonal;
  • blabber; cackle; dribble; gurgle; seethe;
  • beseech; chant; drawl; embellish; intone

The second option is to write about that wonderful storehouse of words, the thesaurus. I tried option number one.

Here’s the thing—

(About that full moon?)

a quiet one, honeyed

humming soft because of the snow 

(now there’s the problem— snow!)

Not because of how it muffled the moonlight

(because remember

moonlight did not gurgle through the tree branches 

didn’t babble like a brook rolling over dissonant rocks

as it might on a clear night

Its light didn’t crackle and jingle as it would on a cold night)

Not to change the subject

not to harp on the problem of snow,

but it’d be good to have the language of the Inuit

to possess a toolkit of nouns 

to apply to the different defining snows;

snow-nouns providing context

imparting specifics

instead of flailing with adjectives inadequate

to the task of describing that veiled Wolf Moon that withheld  its howl

but suffused snow sodden clouds

with intoned cantillations

and drawled soft copper notes 

endlessly echoed by the silent ringing snow.

#PicoftheWeek; My View

A partridge in a birch tree, January 15, 2022.

Looking up from my cozy couch, I saw this partridge (ruffed grouse) feeding on birch cones. It was well below zero (F) on the other side of the window. This week I am using the “My View” square from the #2022picoftheweek bingo sheet created by Maria Antonia . Maria also offers a “Reader’s Edition”: If you’re not really into photography, but you’re a reader, you can also play the reader’s version. Just post a photo of a book you’re reading that has something to do with the prompt. (Eg: For a book about Valentine’s Day, you can check off the “Tickled Pink” prompt.)⁠

d’VerseQuadrille #143; Muse Cues

This week’s Quadrille host at d’Verse, the pub for poets, is De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo. A quadrille is d’Verse’s own creation, a 44 word poem exactly, excluding the title. The word today is Muse.

Jigging

My muse is a squid

and I’m just a kid 

jigging off the wharf

hooked line dropped into watery dark.

Unamused—

pumping ink out its ass

it’s a slippery flash 

challenging to hook and to land.

Lines lie slack, nothing to bring to hand.

Blue Skies; #2022picoftheweek

March 2021

Birches clap blue sky

Blue! Blue! Blue! peals joyful praise.

Hallelujah. 

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This is my first post for 2022 and it is a first for me. I rarely post photos and am not a particularly good photographer, but am submitting a photo in response to Maria Antonia’s photo challenge, #2022picoftheweek. I was led to Maria’s prompt by someone who is a fantastic photographer, Crispina Kemp. Her Sunday Picture Post is a visual treat and you might also enjoy taking part in her weekly photo prompt, Crispina’s Creative Challenge.

If I am understanding correctly, I can choose my inspiration from the bingo sheet created by Maria. You should also know that Maria offers a “Reader’s Edition”: If you’re not really into photography, but you’re a reader, you can also play the reader’s version. Just post a photo of a book you’re reading that has something to do with the prompt. (Eg: For a book about Valentine’s Day, you can check off the “Tickled Pink” prompt.)⁠

 I am starting this weekly #2022picoftheweek challenge off with “blue skies”.