Friday, February 15, 2013

A Bitter Sun...A Hazy Sky...A Short Poem


The Weekly Writing Prompt

It's time again for me to tackle the above picture and the below words. This week was a challenge so I thought I'd write a poem. I'm not one who writes much poetry (as you may find out...), but it was fun and I do these weekly writing prompts because they're first and foremost fun.

Here are the rules:

1) Use the photo and the 5 words provided in your story.
2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.
3) You have until next Tuesday at midnight to link up your post.
4) Go to these sites: HERE and HERE. Add your blog post via the inLinkz linky on the site.
5) Have fun, don’t stress, let those creative juices flow.

This week's words are: 

So, here goes!
A Bitter Sun...A Hazy Sky

A hazy sky mocks me--forces me to ask myself the questions I fear. Should I run? Should I fight? Should I lay down my head on a carpet of grass? Feel nature on my skin? I search the depths of my soul for answers that do not come, a definition of understanding in a void of black.

The bitter sun fights to be seen. I crave its rays like a sponge--they fill me, I answer their call. The humidity tries to engulf me and shroud me with a wardrobe of mist. But I resist. And I win.

I must now eat pudding.

Word Count: 109


  1. Bravo! This was a tough one, right? You'd never know it by reading your poem, though! You worked the terms in seamlessly... I do have a hankering for some pudding. Odd. ;)

    I'm working with my entry right now; this pic inspired a poem for me too. Stay tuned! Nice job, Scott!

    1. Thanks Leanne--can't wait to read yours. I thought I was going to be artsy enough to incorporate "pudding" into the rest of the poem, but I went for the cheap laugh (and I'm okay with it...). Thanks again Leanne!

  2. Ha ha, I love how you threw pudding in there! And good job, I thought!! Ohhh and how I know that feeling of yearning for sunshine.

  3. Good job, I'm not yet brave enough to delve into the world of poetry. I like the pudding ending too :-)

  4. Scott,
    Fun piece, yet you sneakily gave us a lot of depth within the quick-tempo of prose. The reference to "fight or flight" and then " the depths of my soul for answers that do not come, a definition of understanding in a void of black." Great line, my friend.
    He resists ad wins, and is rewarded ... may we all be so fortunate as to have pudding after a eve's contemplations.
    I look forward to your next one.