poem

he needled me because
i like them harmony grits
but they’re good
take that to the bank

for Three Things Challenge

Fandango’s Provocative Question

Q: Are you the same person on your blog as you are in real life? Do you like yourself more in the virtual world than you do in the real world?

A: The reader of my blog projects a person into the experience. Who that person is, I don’t know. It isn’t me because I’m over here. I don’t know if I’d like that person or not; or whether I’d like the person doing the projecting; but I frequently like the person I project onto their blogs.

for Fandango’s Provocative Question

trees

Image by Bikurgurl

i like to live around trees. the more trees the better.

when i breathe out, a tree breathes in. when a tree breathes out, i breathe in. it’s not like that with cars. they breathe out poison.

i’ve always planted trees countelss trees. i won’t be around to see the trees i plant these days grow up but that’s ok. my grandfather and father planted trees. we just pass it along.

as a kid, i like to climb trees and sit on their arms.

i’ll be buried in a box made from a tree i planted. we’ll go down together.

for 100 Word Wednesday

candle

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i live in a cave and i have one candle. i want it to last a year.

why use a candle when i have a fire? less smoke. don’t have to feed it. votive purposes. keeping a vigil. i light it for one hundred breaths, then pinch it out. will it last a year? i can always breathe faster.

i’ve made candles. cut the hard fat off a deer. render it down. hard fat is tallow. don’t use fat from a wild pig. that’s lard.

cut the tallow into 1″ cubes. remove any meat, blood, tendon or sinew. grind it up. you’ll need more than a pound.

boil and simmer out the fat. strain it off. Let it dry overnight. rinse it. break it up in a pan sitting in a pan of boiling water to melt it. run it through a filter. let it cool.

now you can use some false tinder fungus as a wick and make some candles.

i wouldn’t use a candle like that for votive purposes because it is made by the hand of man. I want a candle made by a machine, so it isn’t contaminated.

for FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER

haiku

time’s arrow just is
won’t vary in direction
you’re getting older

for Putting My Feet in the Dirt

haiku

perspicacity
allows creatures to survive
i’m doing ok

for Ragtag Daily Prompt

haiku

sheepdogs wrangle sheep
shaping them into a herd
i wrangle english

for Fandango’s One-Word Prompt

haiku

offshore oil platforms
fuel to pollute plus worse leaks
i drink gin spill some

for Crimson’s Creative Challenge

haiku

nature’s boundaries
enforced by stable climate
are being redrawn

for Wednesday Challenge

rainbow

PHOTO PROMPT © Jeff Arnold

“Ah, God’s promise,” Juan said, looking at the rainbow. “That storm was a bad one but it’s finally moved on.”
No response from his partner down in the living quarters.
The marina was coming back to life around him. He stretched and smiled and checked the boat for damage. Not too bad. A few days work and she’d be ready to go.
The storm had disrupted their plans for a quick trip down to St. Lucia. Couldn’t count on the weather anymore.
“We can take off by Friday,” he said.
“Another storm coming,” his partner called up. “A bigger one.”

for Friday Fictioneers