Nervously handling the red velvet box in his jacket pocket, Joe started to sweat. It was 16f degrees outside and the drops were freezing on his forehead. The driver of the carriage and the decked out horses were getting impatient. Joe stepped down and made his way to Lisa’s front door. Anxious siblings peeked out the window as their sister answered the door. It was time for Joe to ask the big question.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!
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Vibrating strings of the violin sent a spirit of holiday cheer into her heart. All of the greed and despair of last Christmas season seemed to walk away when listening to joyful carols playing in the loudspeakers. Maybe the presence of calm was a soothing response to past earth calamities – a peaceful offering from the universe.
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Wordle 732
SYW November 2017
Wind here blew my daughter’s power out and some poor souls are moving today! It’s supposed to be 59degrees F but are you kidding? I turned the heat on, lit candles and put on three layers plus a scarf.
The ladies are supposed to go out this afternoon but we’ll see if we don’t get blown away first. Ceenphotography.com has once again favored us with her Share Your World post, so jump in, the waters fine (assuming you live in Hawaii)
1. I never cheated in school or games, etc. When little I was petrified I would be caught doing something wrong and it never occurred to me to cheat. My grandkids think it’s funny I don’t cheat in games and I don’t tolerate it. What’s the point? It’s a game!
2. All of it. Trees and flowers especially. Clear lakes, mountains–exceptional beauty. Wonderful.
3. When I travel, I like to meet the real people. I would love to visit rural China to see how the people live, same for New Zealand, Africa, everywhere.
4. Inspiration this week is my oldest granddaughter. Last Christmas break she had her hips operated on, one at a time. This is a picture of her when we baked and decorated cookies. She was in constant pain but never complained. This year she’s back playing basketball and soccer again. I asked if it was painful and she said “not as long as I don’t fall down”. 😳😫😂She’s an aggressive player like the rest of the family, and studying to be a doctor. No keeping her down!
http://ceenphotography.com/2017/11/20/share-your-world-november-20-2017/
It was a joyful sunny day today because the temp went up to 66F and warmer! The wind took a break and just a nice breeze was fluffing up my hairdo. If you live in Cheyenne you don’t spend a lot of time coiffing your hair. The wind doesn’t change and just laughs at you. The little cute tree that still held its orange leaves last week is losing them. My family is in SD again this weekend so I’ll be watching some Christmas movies to pass the time. Have a great fun time yourself!
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I am choosing Sandman’s Magic, the middle card, with an American Cinquain, 2,4,6,8,2 syllable lines:
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sparkling
magical sand
nightmares flee the child’s mind
only happy images seen
sandman
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And the first card, “Seasons of Enchantment” with a tanka: 3,5,3,5,5 syllable lines:
small girl’s dream
unicorn fancy
sweet tableau
beauty everywhere
in surrounding scape
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TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 38, Visualize Your Joy, 11/11/25
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I’m generally a rhymer having long been a lyricist but do like experimentation too. In these busy times I’m also a fan of brevity. So for today’s prompt let’s try a poem that utilises internal rhyme where possible and keep the length between 8 and 16 lines.
Below is a helpful guide exploring different types of internal rhyme — feel free to use any (or several!) in your poem.
Internal rhyme is a rich poetic device that creates musicality within a line or across lines. Here are several types, with clear explanations and examples:
Definition:
Rhyme occurs within a single line.
Example:
I went to town to buy a gown.
I took the car and it wasn’t far.
town / gown, car / far occur inside their own lines.
Definition:
A word in the middle of the line rhymes with the end word.
Example (Poe, “The Raven”):
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary.
dreary (middle) → weary (end)
Definition:
A phrase or combination of syllables rhymes with another phrase or word.
Definition:
Repeating similar sounds to create a musical echo (not necessarily exact rhyme).
Example:
The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew. — Coleridge
blew / flew echo each other.
Definition:
Two rhyming words frame a phrase within the same line.
Example:
The sound of the hound was all around.
sound / hound frame “of the”.
Definition:
A rhyme links across several lines, creating a chain.
Example:
He found the key beneath the tree,
The tree that grew by the sea,
The sea that roared with mystery.
Lkey → tree → sea → mystery
(rhyme echoes across lines)
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Jim was always slim, as he went to the gym, not on a whim – it was just “him”.
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W3 Prompt #185: Wea’ve Written Weekly
holiday warmth holds
candles scented with nutmeg
tasted in eggnog
add cinnamon sprinkled leaves
welcome the autumn season
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#Easy Peasy Writes – 11/12/25
James looked wistfully at the trees in the yard, wishing the autumn leaves were clinging still on the brown limbs. Autumn was his favorite season and he was grateful to live in an area where all the seasons passed. Spring was another favorite, with those tender pale green leaves slowly uncurling, it was such fun to watch how nature creates. Now he sadly watched the leaves turn brown and black, falling and then be unceremoniously swept into black bags. But ever vigilant, the changes could heal – not yesterday I learned to know the love of bare November days before the coming of the snow. The cycle would repeat as ever and he looked forward to the frosty windows and snowflake beauty. Every season has its own beautiful quality. He sat back in his favorite chair, stirred the fireplace logs, and said goodbye to autumn.
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Prosery: My November Guest
Tired of all sugarless hacks
Wanting a real sugary snack
Joe raided the fridge
Not even a smidge
Of sweetness he didn’t find Jack!
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Laughing Along With A Limerick
POSTED BY BARTHOLOMEW BARKER ⋅ NOVEMBER 10, 2025 ⋅ 3 COMMENTSFILED UNDER FROST, POETRY PROMPT
Tonight, those of us in North Carolina, USA, are likely to get our first frost of the season and it won’t be just a frost but a hard freeze. So let’s welcome the cold this week by writing a frost poem. Winter’s coming but you still have time to post your poem in the comments below.
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freezing wind
snowflakes gathering
ice formed branch
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Monday Poetry Prompt: Frost
The Bag Lady 
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