(g) Mix / Playing the Game? (9.29)

Playing the Game?
(tau ku, pi ku, Septolet)

course change ahead, rough seas?
maybe?
just some seasonal diversion…
~
tiptoe through
dreams
built through the years
~
Successful thoughts
Lace and strengthen
Intuition …
Positive visualization

Distance and
Time can
Be friends

©JP/dh

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(g) Mick’s SFC #2 / InvITation (9.25)

invITation
(pi ku, tau ku, haiku, Septolet, Shadorma)

there, something –
‘it’
lurks in shadow
~
moon casts silver on ‘it’ –
red fox
sniffing the night air for rodents
~
While little kits rest
Vixens from the same skulk hunt
‘It’ is their duty
~
Where has the
Reynard gone?

‘It’ goes to
The village
Becoming a
Familiar spirit
~
Seasonal
Changes envelope
‘It’…the mood
Emotions
Looking and longing for more
Or less of magic…

©JP/dh


Mick’s Short Form Challenge #2
“it”

Male foxes are known as dogs, tods or reynards, females as vixens, and young as cubs, pups, or kits. A group of foxes is referred to as a skulk, leash, or earth.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fox

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(g) SPF/ Picture This… (9.24)

Picture This…
(pi ku, Elfje, tau ku, Elfje, haiku)

jagged edge
or
smooth, they let go

Leafy
Yellow, amber
Falling down brown
Oak… drying in early
Autumn

skitter scatter like bugs
in wind
catching in shadowed curbs, corners

Crunch
They did
Those leaves underfoot
On a star filled
Evening

less time to rake those
fallen piles as the daylight
lessens this season

©JP/dh

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/09/24/sunday-photo-fiction-september-24th-2017/

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(g) Filling the Last Summer Day (9.21)

Filling the Last Summer Day
(tau ku, Cherita, Collom Lune, pi ku, Kelly Lune)

Stopping for breakfast in
A small
Eatery with a gift shop there…
~
Playing tourist

We visited rose,
And rock gardens,

Arboretum, and
An enclosure full of
Butterflies in Hershey
~
At the ‘Crossroads’
Two levels of antique
Displayed by dealers
~
new mower
blade
he installed it
~
regular meeting
schedualled
for him – free eve, her

©JP/dh

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(g) mix/ Toast Points (9.18)

Toast Points
(pi ku, tau ku, Collom Lune, Shadorma, Cherita, haiku)

step challenge;
puff –
elliptical

One pound weight in each hand
On a
*Simply Fit Board, far from boring

Found at a
Local store – paid tax but
But not postage

twist to a
TV Jazz station
long playing
songs without
commercial interruption
adds to my tally

Taking a break to start dinner

Smashed potatoes of
Several different hues

Sauted green beans with walnuts
And garlic to go along with salmon –
With peaches cut up in the salad

to our health we’ll toast
to those past and future years;
cooking for ourselves

©JP/dh

*https://www.simplyfitboard.com/

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(g) Mick’s sfp #1/ Fresh as in Lively Animated (9.16)

Fresh as in Lively Animated
(pi ku, tau ku, haiku set)

protected –
the
Banded Peacock

which by the way is an
insect;
very beautiful butterfly

farmed in a large net
Emerald Swallowtail flies
safe in Aruba

©JP/dh

https://mickhispoetry.wordpress.com/2017/09/16/micks-short-form-poetry-challenge-1-elfje-prompt-challenge/
Mick’s Short Form Poetry Challenge – Perpetuating the Rare Breeds. #1 Fresh

https://www.thebutterflyfarm.com/
https://hubpages.com/education/Emerald-Swallowtail-or-Banded-Peacock-Butterfly
The Emerald Swallowtail is a very beautiful butterfly. The shimmering emerald color that often literally sparkles on the wings of this butterfly are simply stunning. When the light shines on the wings just right, you can see the emerald color sparkling like jewels. The Emerald Swallowtail goes by some other names, like Papilo palinurus, Burmese Banded Peacock, Moss Peacock, Green Moss Peacock and Princeps palinurus.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Papilio_crino
http://www.ba-bamail.com/content.aspx?emailid=21010
The Banded Peacock is a South Asian native, seen mostly throughout parts of India, Sri Lanka, and Pakistan. The lime green and dark black colors easily distinguish them from other species.

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(g) CR/ Mix forms Crosscurrents (9.15)

Crosscurrents
(Cherita, pi ku, tau ku, Collom Lune, Shadorma, Septolet.
American one sentence haiku, Reverse Cherita)

Turbulence

Wicked fast
Force unleashed

Uncontrollable tide
Ripping emotions from
the illusions of safety

rolling dice
seemed
the way to go

to make the unvoiced choice
to mend
or to completely severe ties

Opinions wavering, quivering
Like all that spilt milk
None cry for

Just get the
Mop there propped in the
Corner and
The bucket
Maybe some ‘Downy Flakes’ soap
To restore order

Remember
Grandmotherly
Advice and love

Especially
When there
Wasn’t the
Need for any
Words

…once again to revel in that envelope…

The illusions of safety
Ripping emotions from
Uncontrollable tide

Force unleashed
Wicked fast

Turbulence

©JP/dh

September 14: Flash Fiction Challenge
September 14, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a riptide. How can it be used to move a story? It could be a stretch of turbulent water or a pull of another kind. Go where the prompt leads even if you find it unexpected.

I have used several short poetic forms in this piece. The instructions can all be found on the page called “Poetry Forms Old and New’ on my Gems blog where this piece is posted. Except for the one sentence American haiku (as stated), and the reverse Cherita, which I just made up today and is pretty self explanatory, I like how it works ending the piece.

While generally reveling is with music and drink, I think when a grandparent tickles you…
the feelings can be similar. Even without breath, hick-coughing, we are happy and at ease –
then as a child… 😉

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