• A Cinquain: Dream Lover

    A Cinquain: Dream Lover

    October 8, 2018

    Last night
    was wonderful
    unforgettable and
    sweeter than muscadine; then I
    woke up.

     

     

    SusanWritesPrecise/Susan Marie Shuman
    shortday.in

     

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  • Echoes

    Echoes

    October 7, 2018

    Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #53 Renga With Basho #10 “summer’s night”

    The goal is to add the two-lined stanza of approximately 14 syllables and make the renga complete. Your closing verse, the “ageku”, has to close the chain through association on the “hokku”.


    Here are the six (6) haiku to work with and create your “renga (hineri)” together with Basho:

    clapping my hands
    the echo as it dawns
    of a summer moon
    outlining cherry blossom
    trees in new colors.

    a bamboo shoot
    when I was a child it was
    fun to sketch
    I am no longer a child
    the bamboo shoot is the same

    day after day
    barley ripens
    a singing skylark
    in the cherry blossom tree
    drops poop in my barley patch.

    rice paddy sparrows
    shelter in the tea plants
    when chased away
    but return to rice paddy—
    unafraid until next time.

    summer’s night
    the tree spirit follows in
    the sound of wooden shoes
    sloshing down the muddy path
    waking up the owl.

    begonia flowers
    blooming in the colors
    of a watermelon
    in the summer sun
    making the rainbow jealous.

     

    Susan Marie Shuman/SusanWritesPrecise
    mrangrydog.deviantart.com

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  • Conspiracy

    Conspiracy

    October 6, 2018

    Today’s writing prompt at The Haunted Wordsmith blog is the first line of Edgar Allan Poe’s, The Raven.

    Once upon a midnight dreary…


    Midnight moon shines for

    an unkindness of ravens:

    watchful and waiting.

     

    SusanWritesPrecise/ Susan Marie Shuman
    ogdencameraclub.blogspot.com

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  • Interview with a Scarecrow

    Interview with a Scarecrow

    October 5, 2018

    Today’s writing prompt at The Haunted Wordsmith Blog is scarecrow.


    Since Hallowe’en is just around the corner, I’ve decided to go out in the field (pun intended) to interview one of the key players of the Hallowe’en experience.

    TAM: Good morning, Mr. Scarecrow!

    SC: Actually Miss, “scarecrow” is my line of work, not my name.

    TAM: <blush> My apologies. What shall I call you?

    SC: Barry. My name’s Barry Dingle.

    TAM: Thank you, Barry. Now, how did you happen to get into this line of work?

    SC: It’s a long story. When I graduated from high school, I enlisted in the Marines. Everything went along fine until roll call. That pretty much ruined it for me.

    TAM: How so?

    SC: Well! You may have seen in movies how they call out your last name first, and first name last. Imagine hearing “Dingle, Barry!” hollered every morning, and the entire platoon laughing their asses off.

    TAM: Right, I see what you mean. So what did you do?

    SC: Moved back in with my folks.

    TAM: Your folks?

    SC: Parents. You know, everybody has (or had) a set.

    TAM: And where do they live?

    SC: Ireland. The Bay of Dingle. Yep! My ancestors founded the place. It’s really quite lovely.

    TAM: I’m sure it is. What did you do in Dingle Bay?

    SC: You see, I come from a long line of scarecrows. It’s more or less the family business. So, I thought maybe I could work with my dad, but he said—and rightly so—that no potato field is big enough for two scarecrows. I talked him into trying it for a week though, and he ended up beating the stuffing out of me.

    TAM: Oh, no!

    SC: Oh, yeah.

    TAM: Then what happened?

    SC: I came to America and snagged this scarecrow gig. Been here ever since.

    TAM: What’s the one thing you’d like people to know about scarecrows?

    SC: For starters, that dipshit in the Wizard of Oz gives us all a bad name. “If I only had a brain…” Gimme a break! Just because he’s brainless doesn’t mean we all are. Man, I hate that guy!

    TAM: I see… Tell me, what are the drawbacks of your line of work?

    SC: Hmmm.  Well, if you aren’t crazy about the outdoors, this isn’t the job for you. And it helps if you like birds.

    TAM: Do you ever get bored?

    SC: Naaah! It’s pretty Zen, actually. I meditate quite a lot, and I do love my bird friends. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to get back to work.

    TAM: It was a pleasure talking with you, Barry.

    SC: Likewise. Ohmmmmm… Ohmmmmm…

    And there you have it! The straight dope on the life of a scarecrow.~ Reporting live, from the field…The Abject Muse.

     

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  • Grass Blooms

    Grass Blooms

    October 5, 2018

    It’s Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille over at the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Blog!

    Below are six (6) haiku created by Issa. The goal is to add our own two-lined stanza of approximately 14 syllables associated on the scenes in the haiku. You can choose your own “line-up” and the last stanza “ageku” has to relate to the first haiku you have chosen to make the chain complete.


    In my province
    grass blooms too…
    cherry blossoms
    scent the April breeze
    a sparrow chirps in the willow

    shallow river–
    a dawn moon
    melons cooling
    in the sparkling water
    curious fish circle

    tonight’s moon–
    how many mountains resemble
    the ones back home?
    moon is ever-changing
    mountains can only watch

    tomorrow morning
    a humdrum river beach again?
    summer moon
    illuminates the sky
    dazzling each grain of sand.

    a babbling brook
    chills the sake…
    roses of Sharon
    perfume the gentle wind
    that whispers its secrets.

    from the tip
    of the forest ranger’s broom…
    spring departs
    on April’s quiet breeze
    as summer sweeps in.

     

    SusanWritesPrecise/Susan Marie Shuman
    wildflower.org

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