Skip to content

The Hound

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

dog-1453928_1280

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

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

 

Oasis Haiku

Written for Word of the Day: Oasis

oasis-3281084_1920

Image by Peter Fischer from Pixabay 

 

Parched  from the dessert

Wandering, … sun beating down

Oasis, best water

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

 

 

 

 

Anticipation Haiku Style

 

Waiting for that day

In anticipation of

Starting a new life

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

Written for Kia’s Friday Haiku Challenge.

 

 

 

 

Misery 6 Word Story Prompt

person-1052700_1280

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

 

Lost and alone in his misery.

 

This was written for Saturday Six Word Story.

 

Meg and Ian Flash Fiction

Flash Nov 21

 

Meg, in a daze, was reminiscing about the first time Ian said, “I love you,” She got butterflies, felt intoxicated, and for the first time in her life without a doubt knew he was the one.

Not being able to sleep Meg got up, put on coffee, and ran a hot bath for herself. In ten hours, her life was about to change. Passionate love filled her heart.

Getting dressed, Meg heard her father’s voice and then a light tap at the door. “Come on Hun, I need to get you to the church on time. Are you ready?”

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This was written for November 21st’s Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch.  In 99 words (no more, no less), write a romance.

 

 

The Swimming Pig

swimming pigs

photo by Jakob Owens via Unsplash

Piggly Wiggly learned how to swim

He worked out every day at the gym

Until one day when he broke a limb

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This silly little poem was written for Three Line Tales, prompt from Sonya.

 

 

 

Winter Fun – Flash Fiction

This was written for a 99-word flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.

November 14, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using storm windows. It can be literal on a house, but also consider other portals, even spaceships or submarines. Can you make it into something new or build a story around something historical? Go where the prompt leads!

Nov 14 flash fiction

 

Winds were horrendous, snow squalls blinded my vision and I was cold to the bone. Couldn’t get the furnace relit and I was afraid the pipes would soon freeze. I had to get outside to turn the handle for the water. Why it was outside was puzzling.

Bundling in my winter outerwear I made it around the corner of the house, wet, heavy snow sticking to my toque and eyelashes.

Underfoot I felt something slippery and looked down trying to see what it was. Then I heard a crack. So, here’s where that storm window went. Dammit, always something.

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

 

Broken Wing- Haiku

This was written in response to Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku challenge #279. Prompt words are Nurture & Nature.

 

cardinal-1884283_1920

Image by David Mark from Pixabay 

I nurtured the bird

Until it could fly again

Then back to nature

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

Anishinaabe and Josephine Mandamin

Nov 7 flash fiction

It was grandmother Josephine’s purpose in life to save, and protect the clean water, and the unpolluted lakes.

She could not do this on her own so she would protest along with other water walkers every chance she got to tell people how sacred water was and how it was a lifeline for all of us. The water was becoming endangered and she was determined to let the people know.

Josephine walked 17,000 kilometers around the great lakes, and she co-founded the Mother Earth Water Walk.

The first Mother Earth Water Walk was in 2003 and still continues today.

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

Written for Carrot Ranch.

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes Water Walkers. It does not have to be in the Anishinaabe tradition; in fact, it would be more interesting to see interpretations from across all nations and walks. It can be a title or used as a phrase. Go where the prompt leads!

 

 

Fallen Leaves

This silly poem was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #52.

ccc#52

Skipping through the woods

Avoiding all the leaves they could

Not wanting to hurt any

and let me tell you … there were many

Stopping every now and then

To pick the pretty ones to defend

Carefully put them into a book

not wanting them to crook

Taking them all back to their mothers

Perhaps one would use them to recover

Recover what? you ask

Silly me, their facemasks

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019