A Bundle of Prompts

For FOWC: Terrible (but hopefully not a terrible poem) and I also included yesterday’s FOWC: Bundle. I also was inspired by the Saturday Mix: Double Take this week, even though I didn’t respond exactly to the prompt. Shared with this week’s Writers’ Pantry.

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Jewels

This poem is a response to this prompt about wildlife. There’s plenty I could have written about, even in the city where I live, because plenty of birds, butterflies, lizards, and other animals live in the garden in my backyard. Today I was particularly inspired by being in a park with a lake earlier. The water sparkled, and so did some of the insects. Also linked to DVerse OLN.


Jewels on the lake:
Helicopter-dragonfly
Hovers in the sun

How It Was, Before the Rain

This poem was written for Linda Kruschke’s paint-chip poetry prompt this week. We can write in any form yet are supposed to use at least 10 of the 15 given words. Also for Writing Wednesday: Dehydrated.


I saw sunshine in your eyes,
A heavenly zest for life,
You were summertime,
Like watermelon eaten poolside,
Quenching the thirst of
My dehydrated mind.

I thought you saw
Clear skies, then
Out of the blue, what must
Have been a total eclipse,
Sudden, of your beautiful life.

Well-Wishes

An unprompted poem that I wrote yesterday and today.


Filled with fresh water, waiting

For a coin to be cast, a wish
Swished into the stone well,

A last-ditch effort to reify
Some happiness, to satisfy.
A certain well-wish. That’s all I want.

antique bills business cash
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Collections

Today’s stream-of-consciousness Saturday prompt is “collect.”

Obviously, I thought of the verb “to collect” something, which led to the things that I used to collect, most notably stickers. I remember very proudly counting all of my stickers, one by one, and finding that I had over a thousand! I also used to collect stuffed animals (I still have a collection, but now my collection is down to a couple dozen and not a couple hundred!). I guess you could say that I collect books now, because I have many, many books on my bookshelf, which I may never read again, and despite the sheer number of books that I have yet to read, I still get tempted to buy more. So, I collect books, and they tend to collect dust. I think what I collect most is WORDS — my own and other people’s. Between all of my journals and notebooks, plus every book, I have probably collected millions of words. πŸ˜€

Also, every day we’re alive, we collect more memories, even as some memories are lost to the flow of time… I will stop my stream-of-consciousness before I get pulled into the whitewater rapids of melancholy.

collections:
varied memories
stickers, books
fluffy things
some of which has gone away
much collecting dust