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Welcome to the Weekend Mini Challenge at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads with Kim from writinginnorthnorfolk.

Choose an instrument, give it a characteristic adjective or a personality, and write a poem about it, in any form of your choice. It doesn’t have to be about the instrument or music. But it must include a phrase like ‘sarcastic percussion’. You can take it wherever you want – I can’t wait to see what you make of it!

It was her grating

cackle that plucked

his attention.


Her usual lilting cadence

had been replaced with

the almost-shriek of


a panicked balalaika.

Eye contact was impossible

they darted about like

the frenzied silver ball


in an old arcade game.

He stopped listening

and merely watched her lips

spew a string of lies.



SusanWritesPrecise/Susan Marie Shuman



Second Thoughts

It’s Fireblossom Friday, over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. Our task today is to create a poem using one of the following words:

  1. Schadenfreude. (German) The experience of joy, pleasure, or self-satisfaction that comes from the learning of or witnessing the troubles, failures or humiliation of another.2. Bete Noire. (French) A person or thing that one particularly dislikes.

    3. Sturm Und Drang. (German) Storm and stress.

    4, Saudade. (Portuguese) A deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something or someone that one loves.

    5. Mox Nix. (German) Bastardization of “Es macht nichts”, used by American GI’s in WWII Europe to mean “It doesn’t matter” or “It makes no difference.”  Some of them brought the phrase home with them.

    6. Fahrvergnugen (German) Driving pleasure. Used in 1990 ads for Volkswagen automobiles. “Say the word!” I got the whole idea for this post from listening to a tape I made of songs off the radio from around 1990. Amid the Howard Jones and Toto songs were ads featuring “Fahrvergnugen” (for VW) and Joe Isuzu, not to mention Tubby’s Submarines “No Place For Wimps.” So I ran with it.

Mox nix

that you left me

for someone else.

But now you’re having second thoughts?

Mox nix.


SusanWritesPrecise/ Susan Marie Shuman