Monthly Archives: May 2019

Reena’s Exploration Challenge – 89

Reena’s Exploration Challenge – 89

Reena’s Rules:

So far, we’ve never had restrictions on length or format of the piece. I’m adding a rider, just for this week.

You could write a story or an anecdote with a haiku as part of it. A Haibun or Alternating verse and poetry, of course, works.

I collected some Gyan from the Shadow Poetry website

Definition of Haiku

1) An unrhymed Japanese poem recording the essence of a moment. Nature is combined with human nature. It usually consists of three lines of 5/7/5 (5 kana in the first line, 7 kana in the second line, and 5 kana in the third line) totaling seventeen kana.

2) A foreign adaptation of 1, usually written in three lines totalling 17 syllables or LESS.

As you will notice, there are two definitions. Definition #1 is where many get confused. People tend to confuse kana or a single unit in the Japanese language with the English syllable.

This is like comparing apples to oranges. Kana cannot be compared to syllables.

Unless you are Japanese, have been writing Japanese, or speak fluent Japanese, you will be writing definition #2.

The difference between the two is that in definition #2, you will be writing three lines of poetry, 17 syllables or LESS.

This means you do not have to write three lines of 5/7/5 (5 syllables in the first line, 7 syllables in the second line, and 5 syllables in the third line). You may do so, if you can do it well without fluff words (many can’t). If you write 5/7/5, that does not make your poem more of a haiku than someone who does not write 5/7/5.

My Example
 grey skies await
resplendent colors of dawn
-offending silver moon


Write a post on your blog, and link it up here with a pingback, or copy-paste the blog link in Comments. Tag it Reena’s Exploration Challenge for easy access in the Blog Roll.

I eagerly await your responses.



Pain, Why?

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

the pain drains me

it sucks the life right out of me

I cannot take it

My life is at one of its all-time lows. I sit here and write as if nothing is wrong because there really is nothing else I can do. We have tried almost everything except surgery and that isn’t really an option. Surgery for the most part never works. There are very few people who actually get any relief from surgery and in most cases, it will make your situation worse. My pain doctor doesn’t think surgery is even a part of our conversation and the one surgeon I did see (she sent me to one) doesn’t see any way he can do anything. He was arrogant and told me nothing would help and I would still have pain and be on pain pills the rest of my life. His diagnosis, why bother?



Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog

Three Things Challenge: PL105

Three Things Challenge: PL105

Rules from Paula:

Welcome to the Three Things Challenge. Every day at 10PM (PST) I will post three seemingly unconnected things that will, hopefully, ignite your muse. You don’t have to use all three things if you don’t want to. There are no restrictions on length, style, genre, or anything. Simply read the prompt, see where your muse takes you, and bring us along for the ride. Use 3TC as a tag if you’d like and link back to this prompt, or post your link in the comments below so others can find you.

Happy Writing! 😀

Today’s prompt: number, radish, Lisbon


By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Sitting on the number one train on its way to Lisbon, Maria opened her salad to eat and the radish rolled across the floor and under a seat. 



Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog


Fandango’s Provocative Question #25 #FPQ

Fandango’s Provocative Question #25

“Where do you believe you were you before you were born and what do you believe will happen to you after you die?”

Now for me, I believe in reincarnation. I believe that in the life before this one I was burned to death because as a young child I had horrendous nightmares and saw walls of fire around me. I described this as much as possible to my parents who couldn’t figure out why I was so terrified of fire (not bonfires, but buildings). When I was older I did a past life regression and it came up with me dying in a fire and since it was so close to my own birth that I had these visions and dreams we figured it happened in the life just prior to this one.

As for what will happen to me after I die, I do believe in heaven. We had a medium come in after my mother passed away and they described her words and what she said was there to welcome us. Older souls eventually are reincarnated if they choose to be.

It all depends on your beliefs.


Thursday photo prompt: Yearning #writephoto

Thursday photo prompt: Yearning #writephoto

Sue’s Rules:

Every Thursday at noon GMT, I publish one of my photos as a writing prompt.  If you know where the photo was taken, please keep it to yourself until the challenge is closed and I usually share something about the place during the round-up.

Use the image and title provided as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT)  on Wednesday each week,  and link back to the prompt post with a pingback to be included in the round-up.  There is no word limit and no style requirements, except to keep it fairly family friendly and not passionately political.

All posts will be featured in the round-up on Thursday.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a channel of water flowing out to sea, with the sun reflecting on the water.

Never Hike Alone?

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Randall was tired of walking. Judging by the clouds he felt he was about to be caught in a storm. The sun peaked out here and there. He had been walking for what seemed like hours and yearned to cross the channel of water to get to the other side, but the longer he walked the closer he came to the sea. He would never be able to cross here safely. He should have crossed earlier while the water flow was much smaller. More like a stream than this cascading water he was walking beside now.

He walked this route before, but the water wasn’t this erratic and strong. He lost his hiking partner a few hours ago and couldn’t quite remember the way himself. He depended on Darien to lead the way. After their argument, Darien had stomped away leaving him all alone. At least he had thought he was alone.

As he got closer to the sea he could see a figure flopping around in the water where it was rougher. He stared in horror. It was Darien. He was bloodied as if from a fight, but then the body rolling over the rocks could have produced that effect. He looked worriedly around. Nothing seemed amiss. However, Darien would never have gotten caught up in the water by accident. He was an experienced hiker and swimmer, and they had been this way before, although he couldn’t remember the way and that is why he ended up on this side of the water heading out to sea.

He heard a noise that sounded like several horses and some men talking. He became more afraid. He slid off his pack and decided to risk crossing over the water and getting to the other side where there were trees to hide in. He didn’t know if they had spotted him or not. He was halfway across the water when he felt a pain in his back. It had to be an arrow. He was getting weaker and soon he could no longer fight the rush of water to the sea and his body bounced down to join Darien’s. He saw the arrow in Darrien’s back just before he lost consciousness.



Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog

Symptoms of Fibromyalgia

Symptoms of Fibromyalgia

Rereading about the symptoms of Fibromyalgia reminded me that some of my most recent pain and exhaustion could be related to the Fibromyalgia. It is really amazing how many crazy symptoms that fibromyalgia has. It is hard at times to isolate the symptoms from more serious disorders/diseases. It is possible this last hospital stay could have been partly due to fibromyalgia flareups. I hate it when I go through a long hospital stay and then find out that it could have been simply the fibromyalgia for which there is no cure and never know  when or for how long it will flare up.


Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog

Sneaky – Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt for 8/14/15



By Teresa Smeigh August 14, 2015

Jag sneaked carefully through the thicket and into the open field next door. He quickly ran across the field where a small river ran beside a road.

He has wanted to explore this area since the bomb, but his Dad always said, “No, it is too dangerous for you to wander around in that area. The building may not be safe.”

Jag ran through the river and a small patch of woods to the main road. Wow the McDonald’s is almost gone. Just one side, the drive-through, was left covered in flying insects.

Wait til his brother sees this!


This is Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt for 8/14/15. 100 word story.

One-Liner Wednesday – (5/29/19) – violent storm

One-Liner Wednesday – (5/29/19) – a violent storm


Dark angry skies, the heavy wind blowing against the windows, heavy rain, lightning lighting up the skies and the thunder crashing loud right beside my head as I sit by large windows. 


Rules from Linda G Hill:

Unlike SoCS, this is not a prompt so there’s no need to stick to the same “theme.”

The rules that I’ve made for myself (but don’t always follow) for “One-Liner Wednesday” are:

1. Make it one sentence.

2. Try to make it either funny or inspirational.

3. Use our unique tag #1linerWeds.

4. Add our lovely badge to your post for extra exposure!

5. Have fun!