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#Haikai Challenge #113 (11/16/19): fallen leaves (ochiba) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga


#Haikai Challenge #113 (11/16/19): fallen leaves (ochiba) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #rengahttps://frankjtassone.com/2019/11/16/haikai-challenge-113-11-16-19-fallen-leaves-ochiba-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

Rules:

This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to fallen leaves (ochiba)?

Maple Leaf, Autumn, Dewdrop, Raindrop

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Sleeping Sentinels

by Teresa Smeigh 2019

sleeping sentinels

leaves are strewn about

winter is coming

Tessa – 

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

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Weekend Writing Prompt #132 – Draconian – by Sammi Cox


Weekend Writing Prompt #132 – Draconian – by Sammi Cox

Sammi Cox’s Rules:

The challenge is simple: each week you will be given an exact number of words you can use to write a poem or piece of prose.  You can use any format or style you like; go wherever your inspiration takes you.  The only rules are these:

  • your poem/prose must contain this week’s word.  The word does not have to count towards the exact word count total – it can be in the title, or the first letters of the lines of a poem can spell it out – you can be as creative as you want as long as it’s there somewhere.
  • the length of your poem/prose must match the number of words stated in this week’s challenge.  No more.  No less.

*continuation from last weekend and at least 5 months worth

 (Last Weekend I wrote) 

“I can’t wait to take this DNA test and confirm this ineffable woman is lying and get her off of my back.”

“I told you that it is your baby, and you can’t get rid of me that easy,” Linda replied to Ron.

Linda reaches for the needle and jabs it into her abdomen, jabbing at it over and over.

“Are you crazy, woman?” And they rush her off immediately.

********This week!********

Ron regretted his draconian ways of dealing with Linda and her baby, especially if it was his. He felt responsible for the death of the fetus. While he sat there beating himself up, they were working on Linda.

They were searching for a heartbeat. Silence. Ron was crying, and Linda was shouting and cursing, and they finally knocked her out so they could work on her. With her quiet, they could hook her up for an ultrasound.

“There is no heartbeat,” Ron said haltingly. “He or she is dead.”

“Actually, sir, she wasn’t pregnant. There’s no fetus here.”

“I knew she was lying.”

***********103 words**************

Tessa – 

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

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Thursday photo prompt: Glass #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Glass #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a bay with clear, glassy water, reflecting blue sky and clouds. The bay is surrounded by green hills, one of which may be an island in the distance…

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. I am working on that on NANOWRIMO since there is a beginning that needs to be told. Part of these prompts won’t fit into the book but will use some of them eventually after a proper beginning. 

Remembrances

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Jack checked with the lab and made new appointments for DNA testing. He was getting anxious about the results, he had to admit to himself. Somehow he is feeling that things aren’t going to go their way. What if the twins aren’t theirs? He loved those boys and breaking up their family, and possibly another one, if indeed the twins had been switched, would be heart-breaking.

“I made new appointments at the lab for DNA testing. I explained the situation about all of us being tested at the same time to eliminate possible mistakes considering our unusual situation and what had already happened. They are fine with all of us being done at one time, and we can come over today. No need to wait any longer.”

“Let’s go this morning then and hope for quick results. The other doctor said it would take 24 to 72 hours to get the test results. Hopefully, it will be just the one day,” Joanne said.

“Ok, boys get dressed, and let’s get this DNA testing over with,” Joanne called out.

“Jack, you really seem nervous. What’s up? Are you afraid they aren’t our boys?”

“Joanne, I was studying the pictures of John last night, and it occurred to me that both you and I and our families are mainly blondes with blue eyes. The boys both have black hair and brown eyes. I am afraid of what the tests will show. I would hate to think that the hospital made a mistake.”

All four of them piled into Joanne’s SUV and nervously started for the lab. Joanne lived in a beautiful area, and here they were passing a glassy lake, calm as can be, which sure didn’t match their emotions.

All of them were lost in their own thoughts. Jack had suspicions that all wasn’t as it should be. He felt that they had been tricked when the boys were born. He vaguely remembers that grandfatherly type man who was hanging around the nursery every day.  The day they were discharged the man was there with a young girl with a double pram. Twins? Neither their twins or those in the pram had any hair. Following the fire drill, he was beginning to remember that the man, girl, and babies were gone. Because of the drill, things were backed up, and they rushed them out of there without checking identities carefully. They had the only twins in the nursery.

If these DNA tests show that they aren’t the parents, he would have to go back to Bhatangary and face his parents. Would they stoop to stealing the babies so that they had a prince to be an heir?

He remembered seeing that EMT in the office while they were being tested, and then he disappeared after they finished the testing. On the way home, the receptionist, who just happened to have the tests to be dropped off at the lab, has an accident. He remembered the EMT pushed all the samples out of the way, and now that he thought about it he jammed them into his pocket. He suddenly disappeared, and another guy was working on the woman.

Jack checked out the office when they arrived. A man followed them in bundled up in a parka with a hood, and he took a seat but didn’t approach the receptionist to check-in.

“What are you thinking about Jack,” Joanne asked?

“Joanne I have a horrible idea. I think it is possible that my parents stole our babies and replaced them with others. I remember that grandfatherly man who was always around, and on the day of discharge and the fire drill they were in a hurry to get people out, and he came in with a young girl with a double pram with two bald babies. In the confusion, they could have changed the babies, and if the name tags were missing they would think it was just the confusion going on around them.”

“Oh Jack, you don’t think they would go so far as to steal the twins, do you?”

“Actually I do, to tell you the truth.” He proceeded to tell her what he could remember.

They had to get the tests done as soon as possible and keep them from this man who is following them.

It would explain Oliver having two kidneys instead of one. It wasn’t really Oliver he was raising.

*******734 words*******

Tessa – 

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

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

#Haikai Challenge #112 (11/10/19): Veterans Day/Beaver Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga


#Haikai Challenge #112 (11/10/19): Veterans Day/Beaver Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

Rules:

This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to Veterans Day, Beaver Moon, or both!

Flag, Memorial, Honor, American

Image on Pixabay

In Honor of Those That Served

by Teresa Smeigh 2019

November 11th

veteran’s day commences

end of World War 1

Tessa – 

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

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Twittering Tales #162 by Kat – 11/12/19


 

Inspired by Kat at Twittering Tales – Follow these rules

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Photo by Michael Gaida @ Pixabay.com

Scrambled Signals?   

By Tessa Smeigh

“Linda what did Joey do with my communicator. What am I supposed to do with this? I can’t get anything up, but a picture of people holding blank word bubble signs,” Ron asked. “I have to contact the leader. Now!”
“Here, you can use mine and see if you can make some other contact,”

**********280 characters************

These tidbits have been continuing from week to week for about 5 months or more now…hard to write a continuing story when you only have 280 characters per piece and a picture to fit in but I am doing it! This is getting harder and not sure how much longer I can continue it. 

***********************

Tessa – 

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

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Thursday photo prompt: Glow #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Web #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a frosty dawn, seen through the bare branches of trees. The sky is aflame, dappled with pink clouds, deepening to orange and gold. On the horizon is a small hill crowned with trees, behind which the sun will rise.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. I am working on that on NANOWRIMO since there is a beginning that needs to be told. Part of these prompts won’t fit into the book but will use some of them eventually after a proper beginning. 

Remembrances

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Jack is waiting in Joanne’s family room in the farmhouse while she puts some dinner together for them. His eyes roam over the pictures on the mantle of John, identical to his son Oliver. Something is niggling at the back of his mind. Both he and Joanne come from a long line of ancestors with blond hair and blue eyes.

Looking at the pictures of John remind him that the boys have black hair and brown eyes. A rarity in their families. Jack continues to stare at the pictures and looking for some other resemblances to them as the parents and this current problem of the DNA of the boys since finding out that Oliver has 2 kidneys after all. Even though the doctor says, it is possible for a kidney that isn’t permanently damaged to regrow.

They have to redo the DNA testing as soon as possible. The receptionist seemed alright after the accident, and Jack had noticed the EMT had pushed the mail out of his way so he could work on her before moving her out of her vehicle. Jack hadn’t seen him pick up the damaged swabs and stuff them in his pocket though.

Relaxing there on the couch had caused him to fall asleep. Joanne covered him up when she brought in dinner, rather than waking him. He must be as tired as she was, and therefore after making sure the kids got home, she would head for bed herself.

A noise awakened him, and he found himself staring at a beautiful sunrise. The glow from it brightened up the whole room. The curtains hadn’t been drawn last night, and his dinner sat on the table beside him in case he woke up after a short sleep and was still hungry. Now he realized the noise came from the kitchen, and he hurried to see what was being served for breakfast.

*******316 words*******

Tessa – 

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

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Twittering Tales #161 by Kat – 11/05/19


 

Inspired by Kat at Twittering Tales – Follow these rules

Photo by Michael Gaida @ Pixabay.com

Lights in the Night

By Tessa Smeigh

Hearing helicopters in the distance prompted Ron and his family to move quickly for shelter. The graveyard was too open.
“Do you think they know we weren’t terminated Ron,” Linda asked.
“Well, the fact that the gold also disappeared may have been a hint. Stay out of the lights!”

**********278 characters************

These tidbits have been continuing from week to week for about 5 months or more now…hard to write a continuing story when you only have 280 characters per piece and a picture to fit in but I am doing it! This is getting harder and not sure how much longer I can continue it. 

***********************

Tessa – 

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

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.