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Clearly Deserted #Tanka

 

What do you see #18Image Credit; Hoi An- Unsplash

The bike you see in this picture tells me quite a bit. This is what I see: Used perhaps by a poor tradesman to haul his tools from one job to another. It could belong to a homeless person as I can see a few stakes and a tarp. His tent perhaps. It may be weathered, rusty, and old but it is still quite functional to some.

 

Clearly Deserted

 

You used to ride me

when you were developing

now old and rusty

Left behind, clearly alone

holding all of your rubbish

 

© Susan Zutautas 2020

 

 

This was written for Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge, and for What do you see.

 

 

 

 

The Vulture

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Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

They prey on the dead

Carnivorous scavengers

Killing’s not their style

© Susan Zutautas 2020

 

This was written for Word of the Day

Vulture

 

 

Ashley Angora – Tautogram

Today’s challenge over at Mindloversmisery’s Menagerie called Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip is to write a Tautogram poem.

I had so much fun writing my first #tautogram, Danby Dog, that I decided to write another.

 

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Image by Murilo Moredo Mu from Pixabay

 

Ashley angora always anticipated

arrival around allotment albicore aliment

Attendant Audrey allowing amble afterward

© Susan Zutautas 2020

 

 

 

Danby Dog

Today’s challenge over at Mindloversmisery’s Menagerie called Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip is to write a Tautogram poem.

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Image by Stewart McClean from Pixabay

 

Dachshund dog Danby dashed down

dancing dune demonstrating durability determination

 dedication due Dave Dangerfield

 

© Susan Zutautas 2020

 

 

 

 

Liberty

FFE

The following is written for a challenge over at Fandango’s called Fandango’s February Expression #22.

You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink

Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, will be to post a story, a poem, an image, an interpretation of what the expression means to you, or to do whatever it is that you want to do based upon the daily adage.

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Image by Mr_Incognito_ from Pixabay

 

This saying conjures up a memory from my past about a dog, a family pet, an Irish Setter named Liberty.

Quite often when I was a teen, my parents, our dog, and I would go for a car ride (usually for most of the day). That was back when you didn’t have to mortgage your house to buy gas.

Back to the point of this post…

We would always bring water and a dish for Liberty in case she got thirsty. She always refused to drink the water. When we would stop somewhere we would let her out of the car to have a bathroom break. The strange thing is that she would never relieve herself no matter how many hours we were gone. As soon as we got home however she’d race into the backyard to do her business. I don’t know how she was able to hold it for so long. Must have had a really good bladder.

 

 

 

 

The Escape Plan – Flash Fiction

The following story was written for a challengeRainbow

over at Carrot Ranch. 

February 20, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a library cat named Rainbow who escapes.

 

 

Rainbow, held captive, couldn’t take this anymore; she had to get out of this library. She’d miss the children who came in that paid attention to her but not the head librarian, who thought she was just a mouser.

Back when people used libraries to borrow books it was more interesting. Nowadays it’s children that come to take art classes.

She had a plan. She’d jump into one of the children’s bags and escape. That afternoon she saw the perfect opportunity and jumped on it only to find out she’d picked the wrong bag … the librarian’s kid’s bag.

©Susan Zutautas 2020

 

 

Corruption

The following was written for a challenge over at Girlie On The Edge’s Blog called #SixSentenceStory.

Rules Are:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.

PROMPT WORD:  CLAIM

CORRUPTION

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Image by Carrie Z from Pixabay

 

Allegations made all pointed to her

Evidence bought forth did incur

 

She claimed she was innocent and

Was only used as an instrument

 

If found guilty of committing this crime

She was looking at doing … hard time

 

© Susan Zutautas 2020

 

 

 

The Exam

This short fiction story was written for a challenge over at Tales from the mind of Kristian.

Rules are quite easy should you decide to take on this challenge. They are as follows:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50-word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
  • HAVE FUN!

 

50 word Thursday

 

It was exam time and so many of us classmates were dreading the day. A few of us got together at the local bistro for coffee that day before we went into the university. I think we just wanted to calm each other down beforehand. The professor was a bit of a jerk and most of us felt he would take pleasure in seeing a few of us fail. Maybe we were just being paranoid, but it was the snarky attitude in his voice that we all hated.

“Okay we’d better get going, we don’t want to be late or he’ll take points off,” I said.

So off we went to the torture chamber (Science Lab), or so it seemed. Much to our surprise when we entered the lab there were no students there and no Mr. Jackass.

After we waited there for an hour and more students had arrived someone of authority came in and told us that Mr. Jackass had a misfortunate accident and our exam was canceled until further notice, and we’d be contacted by email for the new exam date.

You’d think that we’d won the lottery. Off we all went to the bar to celebrate.

200 Words

©  Susan Zutautas

 

 

Lost – #Tanka #Tuesday

The following tanka was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge.

 

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Image Credit: © Ritu Bhathal

 

 

Disoriented

On a chilly winter’s night

The moon is hiding

I see lights in the distance

Hoping someone will help me

 

© Susan Zutautas 2020

 

 

Poem for Bear – What do you see #17

This children’s poem was written for a challenge over at Keep it Alive called What do you see.

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Image Credit; Lisa Fotios- Pixabay

 

 

There was a bear upon my bed

He looked like a sleepyhead

I picked him up and said hello

He said to me please don’t go

Where did you come from little bear

I don’t know somewhere out there

I’d love to stay with you and play

But I must go to school today

Please take me with you he said

I don’t want to stay here on this bed

I picked him up and off flew

We make such a lovely two

©Susan Zutautas 2020