Nov 292013
 

YOUR CHALLENGE, SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT

In the words of Ray Bradbury, “Just write every day of your life…”. Your mission is to write five haikus — one for each of the five days leading up to this Friday…

Merry Christmas

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Just one month to go
Too many presents to buy
Christmas rush begins

~Lady Kryson

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo!

Haiku challenge – Day 4

Haiku challenge – Day 3

Haiku challenge – Day 2

Haiku challenge – Day 1

Nov 282013
 

Thanks to Mom for the new conversation bubble avatar just for Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

And here’s my silly Thanksgiving Haiku… just for you!

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Image from PhotoXpress

Happy Thanksgiving!
May your bellies be sated
And your naps be long

~Lady Kryson

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo!

Haiku challenge – Day 3

Haiku challenge – Day 2

Haiku challenge – Day 1

Nov 272013
 

YOUR CHALLENGE, SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT

In the words of Ray Bradbury, “Just write every day of your life…”. Your mission is to write five haikus — one for each of the five days leading up to this Friday…

Purple Iris

The purple ruffles
Among the buzzing of bees
Dance in gentle breeze

~Lady Kryson

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo!

Haiku challenge – Day 2

Haiku challenge – Day 1

Nov 262013
 

YOUR CHALLENGE, SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT

In the words of Ray Bradbury, “Just write every day of your life…”. Your mission is to write five haikus — one for each of the five days leading up to this Friday…

Leaves

Brown, red, orange, yellow
Dead leaves blanket the cold ground
Soon replaced by snow

~Lady Kryson

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo!

Haiku challenge – Day 1

Nov 252013
 

YOUR CHALLENGE, SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT

In the words of Ray Bradbury, “Just write every day of your life…”. Your mission is to write five haikus — one for each of the five days leading up to this Friday…

Haiku is one of the poetry styles I have least explored, so this will indeed be a challenge. I’ve always been fascinated by haiku. A tiny bite of poetry that can often pack a big punch. Easily absorbed, but thought provoking.

I’m not hoping for masterpieces of haiku prowess, but I’m excited to see what I can come up with.

Wish me luck!

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Pine Cone

Dead on the outside
Yet something stirs deep inside
The signs of new life

~Lady Kryson

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo!

Nov 142013
 

Habit. The stuff of the everyday — places we go, things we do, people we see.

Every morning I head out back with my tea, cold or hot depending on the season, and watch the squirrels play. We have a lot of trees, too many trees, and the squirrels tend to congregate in our yard.

Backyard Squirrel

Watching them chase after each other, winding up the trunks of trees, throwing sticks at each other, and jumping huge distances from tree to tree is better than TV.

I miss them every winter.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Habit

Nov 052013
 

For as long as I can remember, music has moved me. Almost every genre holds some gem that makes me want to dance, laugh, cry, create, or remember. But there are some songs that stand out because the memories they bring crashing back unbidden are powerful.

Every time Hootie and the Blowfish’s song Let Her Cry comes on, my mood instantly changes. I can still see my adorable 3 year old daughter standing in front of the speaker and belting the words, making up the words she couldn’t understand, and smiling like it was the happiest song in the world. She would fling her arms out on the word “cry” in a dramatic gesture of exuberance. Sometimes she’d start bouncing on the parts she couldn’t understand singing “let her cry” over and over.

No matter what I was doing, I would stop and watch her performance. I’d clap and laugh. She’d run over, hug me, and run off to play again. So, whenever I hear Let Her Cry, I can’t help but smile and remember my darling daughter turning a sad song into one of the happiest songs and fondest memories.

These are the words I remember her singing. The music video is posted below if you’d like to listen while reading her words. Maybe you can hear what she heard.

She sits alone
By a bump posed
Trying to find the thing that is mine
She says there’s the one
I love the most
But let’s not fall behind

(lots of nonsense words and humming)
FLY AWAY (she shouted it)

Let her cry, if the tears fall down my ring
Let her sing, if it “eateds” my pudding
Let her go, let her (mumble)
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
LET HER BE, LET HER BE (shouting)

I tried to get her on video singing, but even though she was a huge ham for the still camera, she just wouldn’t sing for the video camera. She’d hang her head and act like she was shy and embarrassed. I guess I wasn’t meant to share with other people. Let Her Cry was our thing.

The Daily Post – Weekly Writing Challenge

I enjoyed this topic and might have to revisit it one day. I had a hard time picking just one song to talk about.

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