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Elucidate – Haiku

Today’s word is “elucidate.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

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Elucidating

Summer to Autumn – Haiku

summer 2019 fall 2019

Transition begins

Equal light, equal darkness

Autumn equinox

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

Written for

 

 

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, September 25th, 2019, autumn equinox.

Fandango’s Friday Flashback — September 25

Fixing the Roof – #Saturday Mix – #Rhyme Time

Image by David Mark from Pixabay 

Rhyme Time’ focuses on the use of rhyme to build your writing piece. You will be given six rhyming words* and need to use all of them (but not limited to these) in your response, which should be a poetry form of your choice.

*Homophones can be used as alternatives to the challenge words.

Our rhyming words this week are:

  1. batch
  2. catch
  3. hatch
  4. match
  5. patch
  6. thatch

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I had to thatch a patch

I hoped that it would match

So, I mixed up a batch of thatch

Before the chicken eggs would hatch

Remembering also to put in a window catch

Wordle #206 – A Bad Fall

Ineffable
Vale- the world, or mortal or earthly life
Summit
Boots
Ankle
Wet
Grey
Pain
Reflect
Walk
Pine Needles
Extend

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #206

Her boots were wet and had more than likely caused her to fall while walking down the summit. The pain was ineffable, and she was sure she had broken her ankle.

Laying on a bed of pine needles Laura looked up at the sky that was quickly turning grey. A storm was on the horizon.

Thinking she’d be left out here in the wild to die Laura tried to move. Slowly she made it a few feet closer to a tree she thought she would use to stand up. Extending her arm to the trunk of the tree and grabbing hold she dragged herself closer. With all her might she stood up.

Reflecting to her medical training she lightly tried to put a bit of weight on the injured ankle. Screaming out in pain she knew walking was not an option. Laura prayed that someone would find her before she died here in the vale.

Radio Stories

How the song Sometimes When We Touch by Dan Hill came about.

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Six Sentence Story – Silly Poem

Image by Michelle Maria from Pixabay 

My silly little poem was written in response to Denise’s Six Sentence Story Challenge over at Girlie on the Edge’s Blog. This weeks challenge was to use the word “Gallery”.

 

 

Mallory let’s go to the gallery

Sorry, no, not on my salary

Go ask Valerie to go with you to the gallery

I did and she’s having problems with her allergies

How about if I take you to that bar in Calgary

Only if you promise to buy me a daiquiri

 

London Fog – Haiku

Image from Google Hub Photo Frame

Engulfed, sight was dimmed

Heavy fog obfuscating

Chilly murkiness

———-

Thick like a pea soup

Squinting, difficult to see

Suspended droplets

© Susan Zutautas 2020

This haiku was written for a challenge over at Fandango’s called #FFFC.

Silent Sunday

Silent Sunday

Worst Storm of My Life

Can’t we just pull off somewhere, I said as I was clutching the grab handle strenuously thinking I was going to die tonight. How the hell can you see anything?

The rain was pounding down with a furry. Turbulent winds were slamming us as we tried to make it further down the highway.

All that could be heard on the radio was take cover and stay off the roads if possible.

We were losing ground trying to keep ahead of the hurricane.

Cars were pulling off to the shoulder, but we kept going until we made it home safely.

Written for this weeks flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.

In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about high winds. It can be on land, sea or in outer space. Who is facing the wind or protected from it? Go where the prompt leads!

Summer’s Night – Haiku

Billowy pink clouds

Resting on the horizon

On a Summer night