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This week's writing challenge from
Five Sentence Fiction
( Lillie McFerrin Writes ) is based upon the prompt:
Frozen
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie posts one word for inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.
Shameless
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The horror anthology,
by Burial Day Books,
includes my poem, The Ballad of Drunken Jack.
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What could be more appropriate than this prompt. I got up this morning and checked the thermometer and it was reading 6°F (that's about -14° Celsius). Brrrrr... I've been way over my head with work to do, and thus short on time, so I thought I'd toss out a quick poem instead of a story - free-form this week.
there are few reminders
of a previous life.
Bare twigs,
brown grass,
the tips of dry and brittle leaves poking through the snow are the only clues.
I remember blue bells blossoming in this glade,
a flash of gray as squirrels chased between those trees,
and minnows darting to and fro in the stream.
Where they have gone I am not sure,
but a single, transient robin promises their resurrection
before it, too, flies away.
With evening's approach, I walk on,
my thoughts of another time
replacing the frozen world around me.
K. R. Smith
Original image source: http://savoringservant.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html
© 2012-2014 K. R. Smith All rights reserved
Lovely poem!
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DeleteReally enjoyed your poem. Whenever there is snow and cold around you rarely see the creatures apart from man, slipping and sliding away. They come out to eat and drink then back they go into hiding. I need to remember this poem when the snow hits.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you liked it! Where I live there has been a seemingly endless cycle of cold and snowy weather, so writing this was easy.
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