Today at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, the writing prompt is The Dissonant Heart.
Sometimes, it comes close
Almost, but not quite.
My heart flips and flops
As it tumbles into love
pausing in mid-somersault
to roll over & play dead.

Today at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, the writing prompt is The Dissonant Heart.
Sometimes, it comes close
Almost, but not quite.
My heart flips and flops
As it tumbles into love
pausing in mid-somersault
to roll over & play dead.

The Rubaiyat poetry form for dVerse Poets Pub.
He was the man they loved to hate
For reasons one can’t clearly state.
A lonely man without a friend,
It seemed like much too cruel a fate.
A wealthy man who dared not spend
This one rule he would not bend
One day he met a girl named Kate
And fell in love end over end
She liked him too, and could not wait
For him to ask her for a date
And so it went until the day
He found out Kate was jail-bait.
Too young was she to have a man
All he could say was damn, damn, damn.
They kissed goodbye and parted ways
But not before they hatched a plan.
One rainy night they ran away
Together always, night and day
He spent his money, wild and free
It’s true, their love was meant to be.

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge; the prompt is sea mist.
After the dark and stormy night, sea mist came rolling in the following morning. No one was surprised to see the mist itself, but what did surprise them was its color.
Periwinkle sea mist.
“Now, what on earth do you reckon made it turn that color?” George, the gas station attendant asked of anyone who was listening.
“Heck, I dunno,” was the consensus.
“I bet I know,” Gladys announced.
“What, then?”
“Global warming,” she said. “It’s gotta be.”
“That’s an easy fix,” George shrugged. “All ya gotta do is stick yer ol’ globe in the fridge for a while.”

Today at Carpe Diem Haiku I challenge you to create a renga with Jane Reichhold’s haiku. As you all know you may choose your own “line-up” and try to create a “closed chain” through an association on the “hokku” (starting verse) in the “ageku” (closing verse). You have to add the two lined stanza (approximately 14 syllables) to complete this Renga With Jane Reichhold.
frozen cliffs
swept by lighthouse beams
soft in the dark
silver frost moon gilded
by kindred crystalline stars.
giant waves
sea cliff rocks
summer sea secure
harem of sea lions howl
vying for male’s attention
high tossed mists
warmed in morning sun
above winter cliffs
an eagle tends to her young
safe in an evergreen nest
after the storm
sandstone cliffs relax pebbles
into the beach
sparkling in the sunrise
jewels of the sand
high tide
brings storm waves
to cliff dwellers
salt spray stinging faces
peppering gusty winds
sea spray
the cliff laced
by crystal
fragments glistening
kaleidoscope in the sun.
