Today’s writing prompt at The Haunted Wordsmith Blog is scarecrow. Since Hallowe’en is just around the corner, I’ve decided to go out in the field (pun intended) to interview one of the key players of the Hallowe’en experience. TAM: Good morning, Mr. Scarecrow! SC: Actually Miss, “scarecrow” is my line of work, not my name. […]
It’s Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille over at the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Blog! Below are six (6) haiku created by Issa. The goal is to add our own two-lined stanza of approximately 14 syllables associated on the scenes in the haiku. You can choose your own “line-up” and the last stanza “ageku” has to relate to the first […]
The Tuesday Writing Prompt at Go Dog Go Café: Describe what brings you to tears in ten words. What I meant was, I love you like a sister.
Today’s writing prompt over at The Haunted Wordsmith is Pumpkin Patch. For over a century The Pumpkin Patch, located in Chicago’s sketchy west side, has been a popular neighborhood hang-out. But when the first week of October rolls around, curious folks from all over Chicagoland descend on the bar in hopes of catching a glimpse […]
Crisp autumn daylight awakens forest dreamers— peaceful, loving nudge
The prompt for this week at Song Lyrics Sunday is “search.” This is the song that came to mind first. The Searchers version (1964) “Needles and Pins” The Searchers heard British performer Cliff Bennett perform “Needles and Pins” at a club in Hamburg, Germany, and instantly wanted it to be their next single. […]
Round and round he goes Dog chases tail; catches it. Now what, he wonders.
Today at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Blog, we are to create a Tan Renga from a Haiku: broken sunflower torn apart by a rainstorm — puddles on the path © Chèvrefeuille where children splash and play; thirsty animals drink their fill
I stole the Nonet idea from the Ramblings of a Writer blog. Thanks Kiwinana, aka Elsie! You’re the love song that spins through my mind: a dreidel in perpetual motion, circling, spiraling out of control. It would be wonderful if I liked the song but I don’t.
Today’s writing prompts for the 3TC over at The Haunted Wordsmith blog, are stupid, death, and humor. George sat sprawled on the sofa with a can of whipped cream in his hand, flipping through the TV channels. Every so often he’d give the can a shake and squirt his mouth full of fluffy white goodness. […]