Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 19



Little prisms of quartz
Regulating watch current
Nature’s power source

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, November 13th 2019, crystals

three line tales, week 198: a girl with a doll

photo by Museums Victoria via Unsplash

Ivory glow of porcelain skin 

Features perfect – though they be small

She is their everything, her parents’ living doll

Three Line Tales, Week 198 14 November 19


Dawn breaks above waves
Waves break upon quiet sands
Bathers still abed

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, November 20th 2019, at dawn

three line tales, week 199: a pig swimming in the ocean

photo by Jakob Owens via Unsplash

Legion they were, and Legion they fell
Cast into the swine herd
They went back to hell

(Luke 8:33)

Three Line Tales, Week 199 21 November 19





“Wow, did you see the way that Tom was flirting with Eadie at the party?” Donna asked.

“Yes, and right in front of Tammy too,” Leigh responded.

“I kinda feel sorry for him,” Donna said.

“Feel sorry for Tom?  Shouldn’t you feel bad for Tammy?  After all he was all but cheating on her right in front of her.”

“Yeah, but Tammy says she’s going to give Tom the shaft,” Donna said.

“Well, serves him right,” Leigh responded.

“You don’t get it, do you? Remember, Tammy is the regional archery champion.”


Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: #47


Shooting Star: A Haibun (with double haiku)


Dark, Darkness, Meteor, Night

Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay

I drove past a quiet lay-by today.  It was the same one that a couple of years ago I went to with my wife to observe a meteor storm.  The ambient light in our little town made seeing the spectacle difficult so we drove a couple of miles out of town and parked to watch the light show.  It remains a memorable experience, and even more so since she is now gone.

A flash of brilliance
Streak of light lifting the heart
So swiftly passing

You too a life-light
Giving incredible joy
But you to have passed



Belief in Ghosts


Fandango’s Provocative Question  this week arose from his fascination with the seeming large percentage of Americans that believe in ghosts.  My initial take on the rise in people believing in such beings was to muse that there must have been a corresponding rise in the number of tradesmen, particularly builders and carpenters who have refused to enter into the afterlife willingly.  This would explain the increase in spirit levels.

Okay, pun out of the way.  There are many mysterious  occurrences in life.  Many of these defy “scientific” explanations.  The belief  in the supernatural is at the root of the Judeo-Christian tradition, and it shouldn’t be that surprising that people therefore seek a supernatural explanation for these events.

I myself have had some of these experiences.  Without labouring the details there have been items that have changed position in the absence of anyone being home, and one occasion when my grandson’s baby-bottle which was left prepared for him found its way into his crib/cot without either me or my wife rising to get it for him in the night.

It is interesting to note that in Matthew 14:26 it says,  “When the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were terrified, and said, “It is a ghost!” And they cried out in fear.”  What is clear is that the disciples believed in ghosts.  Jesus, however, does not correct them about the belief in such beings, but merely clarifies that he is not one.  This cannot in good conscience be used as a “proof” that Jesus believed in ghosts, or condoned such a belief in others, but it does at least show he wasn’t focused on the belief as an error.  This may be because there were more important lessons to be taught, but it is still a point to ponder.

I must admit to being a theist, and therefore support the belief in spiritual beings (angels, demons, and God himself), but as far as lingering departed spirits as yet bound for an afterlife, I am admittedly uncertain.  The parable of the rich man and Lazarus does suggest a more immediate departure, however.


At Dawn: A Haibun


The window was open it being a warm July evening in a hotel overlooking the beach in Scarborough.  The sound of the waves and the calling of the gulls had been soothing in the night, but now slumber was interrupted by the tractors of the local council as they smoothed the sands for another day and the scores of beach-goers yet to arrive.

Dawn breaks above waves
Waves break upon quiet sands
Bathers still abed



Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, November 20th 2019, at dawn

Noon: A Tanka

Skyscrapers, Sky, Glass, Buildings, City, Architecture


With sun bathed brightness
Midday has finally come
Shining orb’s zenith
Bored office workers scramble
For coffee and sandwiches


A tanka is a thirty-one-syllable poem.  In Japanese, tanka translates as “short song,” and typically takes a five line, 5/7/5/7/7 syllable form.

The Crack of Dawn

Sky, Sun, East, Rise

Image by Mohammad Rasheed from Pixabay 


Through the crack of dawn

The fingers of the sun’s glory rise

Bringing a new day of wonder

What it holds a surprise

Will it be a day of joy or of woe?

It is only by living it

That we will ever know




Written for d’Verse Quadrille #92: Take a crack at poeming.

Write “a poem of precisely 44 words, not including the title, and literally making use of some form of the word ‘crack’.”

The Stake Out


Andrew Neel at Pexels.com

Boris and Natasha readied themselves for another long night in the hotel room which overlooked the window of their targets.  Much of their sophisticated kit was hidden from view, and mere props were left in plain view of the window.  A tourist’s camera and a simple laptop were arranged in such a manner as to allay suspicion from the maids, and anyone overlooking their own observation post.

“Natasha, my darling, why have we put the black coat on the bed?  I am known for my black coat.”

“Yes, but this coat is designer, and bears a logo.  No one will ever expect that the infamous Boris Badenov would wear such a garment.”

“Ah, I see your point, but why all of this elaborate posturing?  We are on the top floor so nobody can see in from outside, and we vetted the hotel, the staff are trustworthy, especially after our ‘tips’.”

“Boris, you idiot.  You seem to forget that Moose and Squirrel are no fools, and that Squirrel flies.”


Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #41


The Seating Plan

Reserved, Table, Wedding, Tablescape, Place Setting

Image by Gretta Blankenship from Pixabay

Pastor Vince gave us encouragement today about the trials and stresses of life.  He noted that no matter how rough day to day existence may seem, there is a bigger plan.  That plan is an encouragement from God.

Paul wrote in Philippians 2: 1-4:

“Therefore if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion,  then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of one mind.  Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.”

Christ’s love and compassion for us is such an encouragement.  It is also a model of how we in turn are to be encouragements in our valuing of others.

Yes, but how does looking beyond myself to serve others make me any better equipped to deal with life?  Philippians continues with both Jesus’ example and the answer:

 “In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:  Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man,  he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death—even death on a cross! (vs 5-8).”

Jesus who was in the beginning with God, and who was God (John 1), gave it up to lift us from our sins, and our existence in the mire.  There is our first encouragement – someone cared about us in our debased state.  He loved us enough to die to lift us from it.

But in Jesus’ humbling came an exultation.  Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,  in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father (vs 9-11).”

Jesus has gone to sit at the right hand of the Father.  There He is above every other name, and every knee will bow to Him.  Yes, He became a mere man.  Yes, He was despised and rejected.  Yes, He was crucified, died, and was buried.  But He rose again to a life at the right hand of God.  That is our second encouragement.  The troubles of life are not the end!  There is more however.

Ephesians 2: 1-10 tells us we too are to be raised and glorified:

“As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins,  in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world and of the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our flesh and following its desires and thoughts. Like the rest, we were by nature deserving of wrath.  But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy,  made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved.  And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus,  in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus.  For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—  not by works, so that no one can boast.  For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.”

No matter what our trials here.  No matter how far we have fallen.  We will be lifted up.  Jesus has returned to His seat at the right hand of the Father,  But we too have reserved seats being “raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus.”  

When we suffer setbacks (none which even come close to the trials of Holy Week), we should praise God regardless, for we are lifted.  As Pastor Vince put it, “There is a man in heaven.”  Jesus is already there seated on His throne.  Other men will join Him.  The seating plan is made and our seats are reserved.