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#Tanka 36 — Squashes

Kabocha squashes
grown football-sized overnight:
fresh soup at no cost.
On the supermarket shelves,
pricey glop packaged as soup!

Monday Morning #177 — Crow (02)

Feathered sentinel
Black sheen competes with blue sheen
Stilled riverside crow

Monday Morning #Haiku 176 — Sea Treasure

Pebble-weed circlet…
Ebb tide find, a Mermaid’s crown
stolen by storm thief!

Monday Morning #Haiku 175 — Little Egret (02)

Beak points downriver…
Little Egret pleased to wait
until lunch is served

Friday Fictioneers — Beyond Comprehension

Oooo, how exciting! I’ve just discovered that the photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers this week is one of my pictures 🙂 That being the case, I had better get cracking with posting my 100-word contribution to the weekly blog challenge hosted by the grand lady in purple, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

The shoes, by the way, were discovered lurking under my son’s bed during a recent tidy-up, but it was with his agreement that I photographed these cobweb-strewn antiquities and sent Rochelle a copy of the picture.

For my literary contribution, I’ve adapted an excerpt from my 1960’s crossover young-adult science fantasy novel Desiccation, the first draft of which I wrote a couple of decades ago but indie-published in 2015. As you will see from the excerpt, the creatures in question are not arachnids but crustaceans, although doubtless there are some husks of the latter hidden among those spiderwebs in my son’s old shoes.           

BEYOND COMPREHENSION

The polished black crustaceans retreated. They crawled out of the door into the night or scuttled up the walls and out through the broken windows, leaving behind a tangle of humans, many of whom had been out of sight inside the minds of other humans for various lengths of time. Some were limp, bedraggled, and lifeless as rag dolls; others were crazy as demon-possessed Jack o’-lanterns. It was science turned on its head a million times over: a total impossibility akin to squeezing size fourteen feet into size two shoes, succeeding, and then returning them to non-mangled size fourteens again.

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To read other Friday Fictioneers’ stories for this week, or to add a 100-word story of your own, please click on the blue frog below.

 

Monday Morning #Haiku 173 & 174 — Estuary (03)

Breeze plays on boat masts
a tune of distant wind chimes:
estuary peace.

Breeze ripples water
traversed by sun-silvered path.
Clouds trill with skylarks.

#Tanka 35 — Lakeside Etiquette

Greedy beaks rattle,
expectant of bread crust treats.
A duck brawl ensues.
Don’t these humans know the rule,
to bring food for the natives?

Monday Morning #Haiku 172 — Fungi

In woodland’s dank shade
Summer slides into Autumn
Fungi hosts leaf-drop

Au Revoir Until September

Taking a break, and will return soon!

Monday Morning #Haiku 170 & 171 — Squirrel

Ahead of herself,
grey squirrel in white apron
gathers winter food.

Scatterbrain squirrel
abandons cooked chicken egg
next to her dugout.

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