We are writing salty Quadrilles at DVerse today, hosted by WhimsyGizmo. Mine is also a sevenling. I wrote a draft in my notebook and then typed it into a Word document to play around with getting it to have exactly 44 words. It’s been difficult to write anything today, but writing is an indelible part of me, so… here you go.
There is much one could write about:
The salty irresistibility of snacks like
Pretzels, popcorn (forget movies), chips Continue reading →
I’m indecisive about what poem to post today — DVerse and Ronovan Writes also have prompts that I want to respond to today — but since I can always post more than once, here is a timely sevenling that I just wrote while eating some chocolate:
After all the cards are opened,
Cupid has quit shooting arrows
And heart-shaped boxes are empty
With those red roses already dying,
To everyone who loves that day or
Wishes it would go away or something in between —
Despite how hard it was to get out of bed this morning, it has actually been a good day, and I am so relieved to feel happy! Today is the feast day of Our Lady of Lourdes, who is associated with healings, and I’ve spent a long time wishing that God would heal me, “pronto.” It still hasn’t happened to me, but I’m happy for every good day. 🙂 I wrote this sevenling earlier today. Continue reading →
The Sevenling poetry form is pretty good for surprising / shock endings, (EVERYONE FOLLOW BRIAN’S BLOG — the prompts are fun but no one besides me links up!!) so I’ve got one of those to share today. I wanted to write something better, but we’re running out of time for the prompt, and as Linda’s challenge says, “Just jot it!” Based on a true story that happened this morning. 🙂 I needed to get up early and was worried that I would smash the snooze button on my alarm and go back to sleep for an hour (which is what usually happens). Continue reading →
DVerse Poetics prompt: The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. As a lover of words (and of poetry), I definitely wanted to try this prompt! We are given a list of a few words from the book and are asked to choose at least one to include in our poem. Most of them are quite relatable, so it was hard to choose. This one relates to me, even today:
Craxis: the unease of knowing how quickly your circumstances could change on you- that no matter how carefully you shape your life into what you want it to be, the whole thing could be overturned in an instant.