Natural Revolution

Photo prompt courtesy of Grammar Ghoul Press. I believe it’s an advertisement for the live-action movie adaptation of the manga Judge by Tonegai Yoshiki. After looking into it, my tanka seems way too lighthearted.

Predator and prey
secretly plot together —
seeking nature’s revival,
targeting children’s mindsets.

Badge: Shapeshifting 13 #24


Calliope; Writer’s Block; and Recovery (Three Haiku)


Calliope bears
the memories of heroes
in her clay tablet.

Writer’s Block

Ink-stained pearl surface:
the drowning of a drained pen —
my spent muse laments.


|         ink-stained                       pearl                                  surface
|                    hand          wrenched free, discovered           warps
|             bleeding                                     muse                       allayed

Written for Ronovan Writes’ Haiku Challenge, based on the prompts “muse” and “pen.” Coincidentally, I was researching the Muses for another piece before seeing this prompt; Calliope felt like a necessary subject for this considering that her emblem is a writing tablet. (Okay, that’s not a pen, but hopefully it’s regarded as thematically related.)

Life Cycles

PHOTO PROMPT - © Dale Rogerson

Photo prompt courtesy and copyright property of Dale Rogerson via the Friday Fictioneers event hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Join in and/or get your drabble fix here.

Life Cycles

Pupae hang from the glassy surface of stagnating water, vacuumed to the sun’s reflection by their respiratory trumpets. Larvae leisurely propel themselves by the feeding current of their mouth brushes to partake of pleuston.

I trust I’d be justified — even celebrated — to destroy them before they break their dependency on this puddle’s microlayer.

As I raise my boot above the water, it blackens with my shadow and the not-yet-mosquitoes plunge under grass blades. My foot lingers a moment as they remain hidden and drowning.

I lower my foot and crouch beside the puddle again and watch as they cautiously resurface.

Iris Domestica

Photo prompt courtesy and copyright property of Suman at Desibuckets via Grammar Ghoul Press.

I drempt
of heleniums,
lantanas, and
butterfly weeds
flushing over
the scratched patches
of earth
my windowless hut,
the dawning
of days
I could
not see

I awoke
and opened
the dull umber egress
to a world
with blackberry lilies,
clustered seeds
to assure
their renewal.

Badge: Shapeshifting 13 #23

She’s Got a Ticket to Ride


Photo prompt courtesy and copyright property of Ron Pruitt via Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, the host of the Friday Fictioneers event, who’s celebrating the beginning of her fourth year at the helm. Others’ stories are available here. Feel free to join in (guidelines may be found at our host’s site).

She’s Got a Ticket to Ride

She’d always been prudent and frugal. If she ever decided to act, it was only after economical deliberation.

The day she bought the ticket was by no means a matter of impulse. Each motion of the transaction was carefully calculated.

However, she couldn’t effectively account for the variable that he was.

He arrived at the bus station as she was the last to step aboard, bags already packed. He proclaimed his love and her need to stay in clichéd and impulsive fashion.

She contemplated the prospect of his words as hydraulics hissed the doors shut and she took her seat.

Artes, Scientia, Veritas

I breathed in
maize and blue
for so long
that my lumpen lungs
became stained
with intellectual war paint,

but I shed
my Wolverine skin
when I stepped into
the Golden Grizzlies’ den.
Still, I bear
the pursuits
sealed upon my heart.

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