The carpenter who came to remodel our bedroom closet discovered you snoozing naked on our bed.
He’s refusing to return.
I know my note said to remove all your clothes, but honey, seriously. That wasn’t what I meant.
Trifecta Week 103 We want 33 words in addition to and preceding the following:
That wasn’t what I meant.
curse these tangled balls of light
this wretched tree that’s leaning right
toys to assemble on aching knees
instructions written in Cantonese
nix the milk and cookies dear
this year santa’s drinking beer
Trifextra Week 98:
Charles Dickens, in A Christmas Carol, wrote “There is nothing in the
world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humour.” We are giving you exactly 33 words to make us laugh out loud and spread some festive cheer.
myopia (Photo credit: haglundc)
Poor, miserable, myopic me. My world used to dazzle and brilliantly shine. Now cloudy grey fog envelopes me. Horrible, disastrous morning! Case knocked into the bathroom basin, contacts slithered down the drain. CRAP.
Trifextra Week Ninety-Seven: This weekend we’re asking you to add thirty of your own words to the following three words for a total of thirty-three. Good luck!
Winter Storm (Photo credit: elycefeliz)
Winters icy fingers
Clutch my frozen heart
I’m lost in raw December darkness
Chilled to the depths of my Siberian soul.
Trifextra Week Ninety Six:
This weekend we are asking for a 33-word free write. Give us whatever you’ve got.
Stonehenge Summer Solstice 2010 – Druid Ceremony (Photo credit: vintagedept)
It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.
Before the sun sets, one of us must depart this earth. Thus fate decrees. What was done cannot now be undone. Do not weep for one lost soul. Celebrate tomorrow, and joyous rebirth.
In The Scorpio Races,
author Maggie Stiefvater writes,
“It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will
die.” Give us the next thirty-three words of this story, as you imagine it.
Take it wherever you like, but make it original and make it 33 words
The Impassioned Singer (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
He runs a ring around the rest of them, always ending up at center stage; intense, melodramatic, passionate, extreme.
They pour cold water on his ambitions,
believing they can save him from himself.
Trifecta Challenge: This weekend we are giving you three words and asking for you to give us back another thirty of your own, making a grand total of thirty-three words. Your words to work with are: ring, water, stage.
Week Seventy Trifextra Challenge: exactly 33 words inspired by the following picture.
Photo credit: mohammadali / Foter.com / CC BY-NC-SA
Someone has followed us here.
Are you sure? But who….?
No! Don’t look!
Listen. Stealthy footsteps.
Pebbles skitter. A shutter clicks.
Shhh. Stay calm, be still.
Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres depicts the Comtesse d’Haussonville, wearing a dress. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I won’t digress.
I won’t suppress.
I’ll express – tonight’s a mess!
With my finesse to hide duress
He’ll never guess
the cause of my distress.
I hate this stupid dress!
Trifecta Challenge: This weekend we are asking for a thirty-three word confession.
Broken chair (Photo credit: Martin Bartosch)
See these beat-up pieces, this broken-down chair?
Bedraggled, battered, neglected, bare.
Like me it is wasted, the worse for wear,
Hurt and defeated, filled with despair.
We are worn out, broken, beyond repair.
The Trifecta Challenge this week is 33 words about anything you want. Your piece must include at least one
hyphenated compound modifier.
Now see freaked-out me completing a first draft which ended up being exactly 33 words. So it’s as is, with very little editing. Why mess with a happy accident? Next time I will try to be more cheery.