Wednesday, October 10, 2007
3 Word Wednesday LVI
Welcome to Three Word Wednesday. Each week, I will post three (or more) words. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write something using all of those words. It can be a few lines, a story, a poem, anything. I'll also attempt to write something using the same words.
Leave a comment if you participate. Many fun and interesting people might visit your blog.
This week's words are:
Initial
Knock
Weather
at last, autumn
it's initial attempts
repressed by stubborn summer
announces it's arrival
not with thunderous fanfare
or even a loud knock
but instead a familiar breeze
harvest moon, new weather
majestic colored leaves surrender
lazy hammock invites slumber
ere i drift away in dreams
my newly contented heart
whispers with much relief
at last, autumn
"Can't explain, there's something strange about the early fall. Its comfort leaving me without a care..."
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Here goes:
internalised
or
http://firmlyrooted.blogspot.com/2007/10/internalised-3ww.html
http://a-mus-ing.blogspot.com/2007/10/storm-warning-3ww.html
My poem is called "Scratching That Itch".
Rose
xo
"drowning…"
Random Thoughts
after my initial shock.
about no mention of rooted
on your blog,
I walked around
in cool weather
thinking to give
you a knock!
-Charles.
Not late this time,
3WW
and it's all true LOL.
It's here
http://afraidofwhatisee.blogspot.com/
I haven't learnt how to do the clever links thing yet! Perhaps someone could tell me how its done! Thanks.
Justin
http://onebreathpoetry.blogspot.com/
and look at the right hand sidebar under how to's (about 5 paras down on the right) and you'll find a blow by blow account of how to permalink.
CLICK HERE
Tanka
Mistaken Identity
Have a nice day.
Michelle
Here's my contribution using this week's words: Riding Out the Storm
Gotta run now, crazy day. If I don't visit everyone today, I'll be stopping by tomorrow.
--Gay
a bit of prose
Climate
3WW or
http://walktotheleft.blogspot.com/2007/10/three-word-wednesday-11.html
Here's mine.
Tribute to Leane Wildermuth, Artist by Nature
Tribute to Leane Wildermuth, Artist by Nature
I've been up since 4 am the 3rd day in a row... does that get me any sympathy?
Leane Wildermuth, Artist by Nature
http://havingwrit.blogspot.com/2007/10/tanka-plus-two-more.html
Knock-knock
A new job
not with thunderous fanfare
or even a loud knock
but instead a familiar breeze
This isn't my favorite stanza but you took a cliche and turned it around and I like that
I love the hammock line--that whole stanza was incredible--original and imaginative as your poems tend to be. That stanza reminded me of calypso
I will be commenting this weekend. Thanks to the people who commented on mine--just need to get myself a bit together
btw - Thank you for the prompts and for the page!!
Wonderful poem.
posted at www.bundleofhiss.com click Resident Djinn in the nav bar, or below:
The Weather Affects Them
They may look solid,
and sometimes seem
murderous,
but I'll tell you,
initial impressions not withstanding,
the weather affects them,
and they don't transplant well,
Knock up against them
and you'll discover humans
are more tender than their shells,
and very gentle,
especially when dancing
with their children,
or balancing their parents
up the stairs.
(www.tiptonssaxquartet.com)
I did a novelty poem for 3WW LVI during my lunch break today (the dictators rearranged my seating so I can no longer use the internet discreetly!), it's a short scenario titled Estate
I like the hammock Bone, is there room for two?
Rose
xo
That is a really gorgeous line. Love the subject matter of this poem.
"majestic colored leaves surrender" - great line
Tumblewords: Thank you. I'll miss summer, but fall just feels right.
Herb Urban: Thank you. I've always wondered how people chose their wedding date.
Xinh: I'll check it out. Thanks for playing.
Richard Wells: I enjoyed that. A reminder that we're all human and have similarities because of it. Thanks for the contribution.
Jujee: Thanks. There's probably more I like about autumn than any other season, as well. Those pesky dictators. How dare they!
Rose: There are colder days to come, but they're still way off in the distance for now.
Ul: Thank you for the very kind words.
Romancewriter: Thank you. I didn't have a ton of time to write this week, and that's just what came out.
Lissa: Thanks. That's two votes for that line :)
Sage: I have an odd appreciation for those who post later than me.
Judging from this and the other poems you have posted you're really writing song lyrics
Each poem has a distinct musical genre attached to it
:)
My mother and I are strangers.
In ways I could never fully describe or define.
She knows my name and where I live but she tells stories of me supposedly
that I don't recall
because they never happened or they might have happened or tragically, what she had wanted to happen
And on my birthday, while the weather raged outside
A knock woke us up and there she was
Recovering from my initial shock
that my alleged mother is in town
to greet her alleged daughter
Happy Birthday
I sat and waited
But the words of cheer never came out
and now, she sits across me
sipping her cup of coffee
along with the silence and the hurt she unknowingly caused me
In Case of Emergency
http://uplatette.wordpress.com/2007/10/13/3ww-8/
Good to see you writing poetry more often.
Clare: Thank you! Softness and warm light. I like that :)
Anabanana_c: That's one of those stories that make me think, "I hope it's not true."
Thanks for the kind words.
Romance Writer & Kathryn: Eh, the day of the week is really irrelevant. Glad you both made it by this week.
Sylvia: Ah yes, Interstellar's, meeting place for many a blogger.
Gautami: Thanks. For some reason, poetry has been coming out more often lately.
GirlFPS: Well, I don't have a hammock, either. But I have about three friends that do :)
Tagster: Yep. The air just seems cleaner or something. It's very refreshing.
How do they weather
that initial door knock with
news: "Your loved one's dead."
Mad Kane
P.S. I have to say... you're the very first person who has ever connected a hammock with fall that I've known of: guess you get a very different kind of fall than I do!
P.P.S. Mine is finally done. Just in time for Wednesday to roll around again 8-)
Michelle