Image: Matthew Woodson
I drive slowly, carefully
through a school zone
It’s three pm
and school’s out
Little ones everywhere
That’s when I spot you
You are not one of them
You carry your books
close to your chest
Your coat just above
the hem of your
hiked up far above
Exposing your bare legs
Pink from the freezing cold
Your quick pace
belies your nonchalance
The price you pay willingly
To be one of the cool girls
Funny how things work, sometimes. I can’t remember if it was Thursday or Friday (2nd or 3rd of January) when I thought to myself: I wonder if Dawn is doing her Attitude of Gratitude thing this year. Not two days later (or three) what do I get in my inbox but Dawn’s post! Serendipity at its best. Let’s just say that if she hadn’t, I would have been sad and maybe, just maybe, I would have done my own anyway. It’s kinda nice to be part of something that already exists, dontcha think?
The rules are really simple. Set the timer for 15 minutes and start listing – very stream of consciousness, this thing. I will do exactly that by listing whatever pops into my head and at the end, shall return to my list and clean up typos, remove duplicates or even maybe cheat by adding more deets to the items, because, well, if I stop to write all the whys, then my list will be shorter. Then again, this isn’t a contest so, does it matter just how many I have? Maybe cheating won’t even be necessary! Okay, Rogerson, just shut up and write already.
The following are the things for which I am grateful or simply bring me joy and peace:
Listen, do you hear?
The sursurration of the wind
plays with the marcescent leaves
~a soothing rustle~
drowning out the drone of the highway
disappearing into the wind
Crispina‘s challenge is always a fun one for me to attempt. I like to find a photo to match or go with and I can’t believe I did find one – kinda/sorta 😉
You’re so old-fashioned and much outdated
You really ought to modernize
Each candle must be manipulated
Your light so dim, they strain their eyes
Look at me, you can see how far I’ve come
Their lives have become so easy
With a mere flick of the switch, I turn on
And it matters not if it’s breezy!
A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.
Yes, Dale, do try your very first Puente with a limited word count. Why try when there are no restrictions? That would be too easy. I tried, I chucked, I put into the trash… and then this morning, the words came so I went garbage picking and took it out, spit and polished and well, this is it. Thanks, Sammi, for making me work so hard!
Complex in his moods and beliefs
he accepts who he is (hard-won)
and will not compromise
~it is a notable endeavour~
to take a risk, get closer
by exposing herself, she opened the door for him
they found a love unexpected
I thought I’d not be able to participate. Crispina basically challenged me (I won’t say beg) to, in her words “Yea, go for it. Just a one-line caption. Doesn’t have to be mega”. So how could I refuse? I searched through my stuff – coz, yanno that’s how I have come to do this particular challenge – and found something. Then an idea formed. And well, how do you like that? Here I am! I admit it is tenuous, at best. Just go with it.
You think you will forever stand up top
You have battled
You have won
You have earned your place
Fool to be so arrogant!
‘Tis but a question of time
Before another comes to battle you
Sending you crashing to the ground
And taking your place
Word count: 52
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