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Weekend Writing Prompt #352 – Intent

Afterglow? by rugby843 9-27-18

Must you leave?

Come here to rest

Lean in close, I’ll do my best

Do not wake or rise too soon

To leave me here all alone

When you do, your memory haunts

And those warm yearnings taunt

My body and my mind

When you leave me here behind.

Weekly Writing Prompt #160

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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — February 23rd

Tomorrow marks the second anniversary of Russia’s full-scale invasion of Ukraine. After months of stalemate, Russia saw a victory when it occupied the eastern Ukrainian town of Avdiivka. Meanwhile, Ukrainian troops have made progress attacking Russian targets in Crimea, forcing Russia to move its Black Sea naval fleet. 

🎧 NPR’s Joanna Kakissis reports on Up First that Ukraine’s progress has made the Black Sea much safer. Ukraine says its grain exports are back to pre-war levels. Kakissis spent time in Kharkiv, near the Russian border. The second-largest city in Ukraine has been building schools underground and holding classes in subway stations doubling as bomb shelters. A Ukrainian teacher tells her that students just want to play outsideand they ask her every day when the Russians will stop “bothering” them. 

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4 line stanzas, as few as one stanza and up to as many as you like. 8 syllables or less per line. Rhyming is AAAb.

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Ice cream sweetness wanted, craved

Sugar cones or waffle engraved

Sugar indulgence misbehaved

Too bad I dropped it.

Clumsy fingers did not engage

Hot pavement received cooling swage

Cravings in unsatisfied stage

No pennies for another.

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I had to smile at the oxymoron prompt 👍🏻

Ovi Poetry Challenge 36: NEGATIVITY is your inspiration.

Lights and a siren again, as the fire engine pulled into the complex parking lot. It always arrived first in any crisis. The ambulance followed and the first responders jumped out. They had stopped the screeching fire alarm upon entry as old residents in pajamas filed out onto the street. Such an ongoing occurrence means no panic set in. This time the fire alarm had been triggered by frozen water pipes—I don’t understand the correlation, but I’m no plumber. Since the opening of this complex people including staff come and go. Acquaintances are brief.

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Writer’s Workshop Prompts for February 22, 2024

• Choose at least one line (or you can go for the gusto and choose a few!) from the given selections to include in a poetic musing of your choice. 

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Red and satin ribbons

Seem enticing at the start

Tying hearts together

Not to be torn apart

The cardboard starts to fold itself as feelings tweak

“I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks”

Beginnings can be beautiful

So sad when the dream ends

Acts become dutiful

And romance doesn’t bend.

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Happy birthday, Kurt🎉

I’m black and shiny and roll along

Have extra padding if she sits too long

I can be cranky and stick my brakes

I don’t care how much strength it takes

I sound mean, admit I love to complain

But I’m her only way to maintain

Independence, so I should be nicer

Sometimes I smoothly glide to entice her

To use me, and get out of her other chair

Get out of the house for some fresh air

Once in a while we go shopping

It’s fun in the parking lot, not stopping

Then I’m loaded into the trunk

Causing a short feeling of funk

While waiting for another adventure

Life’s not bad, being a chair.

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W3 Prompt #95: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Sleeping is not an easy task

Even with a lights out mask

Suddenly awoke with red all around

Took the opportunity to be bathroom bound

The doorbell jarred my brain loud and clear

It’s piercing for people who cannot hear

Then accompanied by a few knocks

I answered “who is it” donning my socks

Firemen ma’am they said, not distressed

I answered, hold on a sec I’m not dressed

I asked after moving in

If I could put the doorbell in the bin

Apparently it’s a housing law code thing

It’s not like the old ones that ding-alinged

With a melody or happy tune

It pierces your ears like a harpoon

But all is well nothing to fear

Fire and rescue is common here.

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This was definitely weird: I was woken at one to red lights flooding the bedroom and then a knock on the door. I don’t wear full pajamas so I went to the door and asked who it was, “firemen” they said. Yikes! I said “I’m not dressed, hold on a sec.”Apparently they were from a rescue ambulance sent to an apartment where there was a note saying to get her key from me. I don’t even know the person in that apartment! They believed me but needless to say I got no sleep the rest of the night. By the way those two firefighters were so young and cute and smiley no wonder I couldn’t get back to sleep😂

One-Liner Wednesday – Weird

This week marks the start of the Snow Becomes Rain season. It’s a time of transition and awakening as the first signs of spring emerge. Embrace the seasonal changes and create poetry inspired by the kigo words.

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spring light in sunrise

sky brightness is a false warm

strong cold winds prevail

whipping cold tendrils descend

baby birds cling to straw nests

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24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 22, 2/20/24, Part I, Snow Becomes Rain (February 19 – March 4) Usui 雨水