Prompt: Write a risk poem
Shall I open it
Tear the seal
Wondering
What will be revealed
A box of cups
A frightened kitty
A biography of Walter Mitty
I take the risk, open the paper
Revealing a foul scented vapor
Further into the mysterious box
I find a pair of old soccer socks!
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http://cyranny.com/2022/11/16/november-16th-1minfiction-challenge/
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2022-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-17
Write a “blitz” poem that includes something about a mouse or mice. This form of poetry is a stream of short phrases and images with repetition and rapid flow
House Mice
mice hide
mice are clever
clever in homes
clever scavenging
scavenging crumbs
scavenging bits
bits of bread
bits of food
food spilled
food dropped
dropped and spied
dropped unaware
unaware they’re feeding mice
unaware of dropped enjoyment
enjoyment of a tiny mouse
enjoyment brought in tiny house
house in a wall
house hidden from cats
cats smell and sniff
cats only sneaking
sneaking is the mouse forte
sneaking silently every day
day turns to night
day isn’t his best
best to be hidden in the dark
best without candle scent
scent of savory
scent of sweet
sweet treat favorites
sweet crumbs he savors
savors flavors
savors sugar
sugar plums entice
sugar powdered delight
delight in all
delights inside cubby
cubby holes
cubby comfort
comfort and safety
comfort and rest
rest is not his job
rest doesn’t fill cheeks
cheeks furry
cheeks empty
empty shelves
empty floors
floors clean
empty
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https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/11/16/w3-prompt-29-weave-written-weekly/
Sorry to start the day with the T word but it’s happening🤢
https://lindaghill.com/2022/11/16/one-liner-wednesday-and-thats-all-folks/
ANTHONY ADVISED HER TO FORGET WHAT HAD HAPPENED AND WARNED HER TO NOT SAY ANYTHING TO ANYONE. He hastily pulled the skirt back up and made sure the hem was not showing anymore. He knew she was a good friend but he never told her that women’s clothing made him feel more like a man. It was his little secret and harmed no one.
If only
We could take wing above the earth
Take the temperature of feelings
End the sorrow of men’s actions
The children bear the most of it
Hiding it under quilted seams
Trying not to remember it all
When it comes out in dreams.
https://dversepoets.com/2022/11/14/quadrille-164-winging-it/
“Yup, the whole building came relatively cheap in today’s market. I couldn’t resist it, really, Fred. Of course there are a few problems but what place doesn’t?” Joe chuckled rather nervously. Fred just looked back at him, the building, and then back at Joe.
“You could say that, Fred. And you think you can make apartments or just rent out the entire space?” Joe looked again at the two weird doors.
“Well you haven’t been inside yet Joe, come on in.” After getting a tall ladder and entering the lower door, Joe observed a number of very tall men donning colorful costumes. Joe guessed they were parade performers. “There’s a place for everything.”
http://christinebialczak.com/2022/11/15/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-11-15-2022/
Prompt: write a thoughtful and/or thoughtless poem.
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Moving Furniture?
Hearing incessant heavy rolling
Wondering if that sleepless trolling
Makes me an ungrateful shrew
Not knowing what trauma his being drew
Possibly it’s a heavy chair
Marking its path in my upstairs
I should ignore and be contrite
But my lack of sleep does indict
The actions of the dweller above
Constant noise does not induce love.
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https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2022-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-15
1. Does the weather affect your mood? Yes. If it’s sunny I’m happier and cloudy or dark I keep to myself.
2. If a stranger smiles at you or says ‘good morning’ when they pass you in the street, do you return it? Always and I even initiate it.
3. If you had a choice of just one of these things to eat, what would it be and why?
Chocolate, a sweet pastry, a plate of chips/fries (this is not a forever choice, just one instance). I’d choose probably fries 🙄
4. If you could go back to when you were a specific age, what would that be? Why? Don’t think I would, unless maybe thirty before my mom died.
Gratitude: You know my answer—family. Surprise calls asking: are you decent and my answer: never, before they come knocking 😂
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/11/14/share-your-world-14th-november-2022/
Just like clockwork, the head garden club fairy looked sideways at my peppermint camellias. Her lack of charm powered over me. Mingling among the chummy chaos of my regular admirers who looked like mice admiring the latest soft cheese, she chose juxtaposition, putting herself between them and me. The rest of the crowd oohing and ahhing at my offerings decided to give her a wide berth when her glowering look called dibs over their presence. Once again her interference and influence caused me to lose the trophy and shatter my efforts.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2022/11/14/wordle-296/
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