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By Pond’s Edge

You have always been content to let the minnows dazzle you with their bright glinting.  How myopic. Where you see fish, I see stars drifting across the deep inverted basin of the sky.


This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend Trifextra prompt:

This weekend we’re asking you to add thirty of your own words to the following three words for a total of thirty-three: myopic, dazzle, basin.

Tryst

A pale face leers, lighting your way from our door to hers. I watch and wish for clouds. Friend of lovers, friend of those who wander, the moon is no friend of mine.


This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend Trifextra prompt:

We want you to choose a word and use it three times in your 33 words. However, it must be either a verb, noun or adjective and the form of the word cannot change, it must appear exactly the same three times.

Divinity

It is the way of gods to congregate, to graze in the valleys. They huddle, content in their pantheon while I, blackest of sheep, wander the hills.

Thirty-two are enough for any paddock.


This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend Trifextra prompt:

Buddhist cosmology tells of Trāyastriṃśa, or the Heaven of Thirty-Three gods, which rule over the human realm.  This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 of your own words about a god of your own devising that shares heaven with the other thirty-two gods.  Make it yours and have fun with it.

This weekend’s Trifextra challenge is community-judged! For the 14 hours following the close of the challenge (starting at 4:00 PM Pacific/7:00 PM Eastern on Sunday), voting will be enabled on links.  In order to vote, return to the Trifecta Writing Challenge site where stars will appear next to each link. To vote, simply click the star that corresponds with your favorite posts. You can vote for up to three!

And while you’re here: I wrote a piece for another challenge this week, but it was a little quiet over there, comment-wise. I’d love your feedback on A Last Cup of Tea.

Within

My love gave me a silver phylactery, filled with prayers and the sandalwood scent of her skin. At night when it clicks open and desire consumes me, I don’t even feel the claws.


This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend prompt, in which the editors gave us this assignment:

Your Trifextra challenge is to write 33 words on a beast in an unusual place. No swamps or forests or caves, we really want you to take your beast out of its comfort zone.

 

String

I tied a string around a finger to remind me who I was before the rope of my intelligence snapped, before I lost the thread.

I can’t I don’t remember why the string.


This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend prompt, in which the editors gave us this assignment:

Katherine Paterson, author of Bridge to Terabithia, wrote, “It’s like the smarter you are, the more things can scare you.”  We are looking for a 33-word explanation of what scares you (or your character).