Dec 6
This was written for today’s FOWC With Fandango or Fandango’s One Word Challenge. Today’s word is “MAP”.
My dad and I were traveling from Montreal to Los Angeles and I was the map reader. This was many years ago. When I think back now about it I have to laugh. Dad would ask how much farther to the next city and I’d look at the map and instead of answering him with the number of miles to go I would show him with my thumb and index finger and say about this far.
Dec 5
This week the topic is Two of Anything.
My Twin Boys
To see my twins growing up please click here.
Dec 5
This haiku was inspired by a photo taken by my good friend Bill Holland.
Fog is misconstrued
Some call fog smog and it’s not
Only Similar
Smog is pollution
Fog, natures droplets in air
A big difference
Smog can be eerie
Mysteriously unknown
What is out of view
Dec 5
This was written for Tale Weaver #252.
This week is a nonsense week and your task is to make up a story/poem in which you explore what you think the word means.
There is no ‘right’ answer but rather an exercise in using your creativity to create a believable tale.
In my province,
there’s lots of nonsense
Premier Doug Ford
must have been bored
When he announced
Beer at a discount
A buck- a- beer
isn’t too dear
He promised tax relief
Vote for me, I’ll be your chief
Hydro bills lowered by 12 percent
I’d like to know where that promise went
His plan to cut teaching positions
Will have our schools in terrible conditions
This is all nonsense as you can see
This is what the word means to me
Dec 5
Image by Monika Schröder from Pixabay
Mama, Mama, my finger hurts, cried Bobby.
Let’s have a look at it. Oh, a little splinter, we must get that out before it festers.
How?
I’ll need my tweezers and magnifying glass but first, we’ll put a little rubbing alcohol on it.
That’s gonna hurt. I think I’ll just keep the splinter.
If we don’t get it out of there it will travel through your body.
Bobby giggles.
Once in your bloodstream, it will travel to your heart and kill you.
Bobby gasps.
Years later, when he was a doctor he’d smile whenever he thought of that splinter.
© Susan Zutautas 2019
Dec 4
Watching for his meal
He sits high upon his perch
Ready to take flight
This majestic bird
Has a wingspan of eight feet
Powerfully fast
Lives up to twenty
A natural carnivore
Can easily swim
This haiku was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #56.
Dec 3
Susan Zutautas
Christmastime is near
Sweet aroma of shortbread
Fresh out of oven
One pound of butter
One cup of powdered sugar
And four cups of flour
Christmas baking has begun and the first batch of shortbread cookies are out of the oven. Many more to bake over the following few weeks along with other goodies. If you’d like to see the three recipes that I use every year please click here.
The life of a snowflake was written for December 2019 Writing Prompts.
Gently falling down
Melting as they hit the ground
A snowflake no more
Whipping all around
Gathering on the ground
Cold Blanket surrounds
Playing in the snow
Catch a snowflake on your tongue
Tingling as it goes
Nov 27
This was written for a Six Sentence Story challenge over at Denise’s.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here and link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂
PROMPT WORD: POUND
Image by GraphicMama-team from Pixabay
I heard a sound
I looked around
Guess what I found
Yes, a hound
Sitting proudly upon a mound
I sat beside him on the ground
