The Unicorn Challenge

High and low he looked for the key
The one to open his destiny
At least that was they thought
After him being taught
All of his life
By his dad and dad’s wife
“Just find the key,
That’s all you need”
So Joe started looking
Not sure how to proceed
Was it in the attic or basement cold?
Or were they trying to keep him sold
On the fact his inheritance was hidden
Or were they making it forbidden?
They had married on a whim
Never ever consulting him
Joe thought again about his fate
Why had they told of the money so late
He wondered true
That he’d been a fool
For the key he was sent
For money already spent.
Joe watched as they sailed goodbye
Then turned to a locksmith who worked on the sly
Half of the fortune he might have shared
Lay dormant in his safe, undeclared.

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The Unicorn Challenge-10/05/24

No Theme Thursday 3

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A serious love, by power poisoned

A crown of snakes is now poised on

Unrequited love determined this human’s fate

Poseidon, satisfied, a devil’s rake

Medusa suffered the consequence

Hoping his real love would commence

The god of the sea sadly used her

Jealous Athena then abused her

Now a crown of snakes sits on Medusa.

Gods and goddesses use powers at will

Now hear her snakes’ victims’ cries stilled

A sad story, but only a myth

No gods’ actions require pith.

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Thanks Kevin!

No Theme Thursday: 05/09/24

Fandango’s Story Starter

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

She held out her arms to hug me, but I knew this wasn’t my house — and she definitely wasn’t my wife. It was the skin color which was a turn on I admit, but purple has always been my favorite color. Then having six arms was a bit daunting, but hey, those six arms started holding me in interesting places… “Uh, who are you and where is my wife?”

“Right here darling. I went to the new spa on tenth street and got a makeover. It’s the latest thing in this new town on this planet, Valentina. Do you like it?” Then his wife started caressing him with those lovely purple arms and he thought, all is well that ends well.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #148

Hey Jude

“Will you stop singing that song? Just because it’s my name, and rhymes with Dude, look at us! We’re dying here, and when the next big wind comes up we’re gone! Save me the “we need to go propagate to save our species speech…people hate us, try to dig us up and even poison us!”

Dude just keeps humming the song, then says, “think of all the little yellow blooms we’ll make”, trying to ease Jude’s mind. Dude sees a few bushes nearby starting to move in the breeze. He knows the end is coming and starts singing louder.

Thank you to Dan for permission to use his photo.

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dVerse Poets – Wandering

Please choose one (or more) of the following and weave words into poetry. I chose: Find or create an image and write an ekphrastic poem about pilgrimage, wandering, or walkabout to it.

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Image from Pixabay

A fresh innocent mind

Reading always on his mind

Wandering in and out of time

Adventures on the library’s dime

Thinking every trip is sublime

Possibly a mountain climb

Or tea party with characters from a book

Where the Queen of Hearts gives him a look

Frightening as she calls out a guest

“Off with his head” but it’s only a jest

The boy then wanders into a forest wood

Spies Friar Tuck and Robin Hood

Then gently slips into a tired swoon

In his bed with “Goodnight Moon”.

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dVerse Poetics — Pilgrimage, Wandering, and Walkabout