A Double Haiku – Naughtiness.

 

I can’t recall when,

I had seen a more naughty

April Fool’s Day prank.

 

To Modify that

picture of the President,

to make him look smart!

 

https://swimmersweek.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/april/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/your-daily-word-prompt-modify-april-14-2019/

FOWC with Fandango — Recall

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/naughty/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/rdp-sunday-picture/

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do you recall? – A recap of some of my recent posts.

 

Cheers

You may recall that about a month ago I wrote a recap post to give an overall picture of my short stories and poems.

Click on the link below to see this earlier post:

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/03/17/deja-vu-a-recap-of-some-of-my-recent-posts/

I didn’t want to do a similar post every week, because that would soon get monotonous, but I thought it was time to put together another recap post for some of my stories and poems that I’ve written in April.

 

Poems:

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/a-foolish-murder-mystery-a-poem-written-for-the-genre-challenge/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/kreative-kue-bonfire-of-broken-dreams/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/a-purrformance-a-poem-for-kiras-sunday-scribbles/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/04/what-do-you-see-a-daredevil-in-flight/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/05/the-ballad-of-ted-and-flo-a-raunchier-genre-challenge/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/07/star-envy-a-haiku/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/08/earths-last-day-a-poem-for-kiras-sunday-scribbles/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/10/mysterious-ways-a-short-poem/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/11/dreaming-of-fairies/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/11/what-do-you-see-a-sensible-ideology/

 

Short Stories:

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/02/genre-challenge-a-lonely-existence/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/03/genre-challenge-penitent-hostage/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/03/i-caught-a-fish-it-was-this-big-a-story-for-rory-a-guy-called-bloke/

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/04/12/a-pantomime-joke/

 

I always considered myself to be more of a story writer, with Poetry just being an occasional aside. Seeing as how the number of poems I have recently in the last two weeks compared to the number of stories, I think I’ll have to modify my view slightly….

Enjoy your Sunday 🙂

 

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/rdp-sunday-picture/

FOWC with Fandango — Recall

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/your-daily-word-prompt-modify-april-14-2019/

https://swimmersweek.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/april/

 

 

 

 

My 10 year old self – A short story

I am reposting this story in response to Esther Chilton’s Challenge to post a story, poem or Limerick on the subject of favourite childhood memories:

https://esthernewtonblog.wordpress.com/2018/10/18/i-challenge-you-to-36/

 

This story was written in response to the Tuesday Writing challenge posted on the Go Dog Go cafe, see link below:

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge July 10, 2018

It was also written in response to the Word of the Day word prompt: Deviate

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/07/10/deviate/

and the Three Things Challenge on the Haunted Wordsmith Blog:

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/07/10/three-things-challenge-10-july-2018/

Today’s things are: monkey, April, brick

 

Looking back on my ten year old self I have only dim and distant memories of what life was like. I remember everything was much bigger then, people in particular, but also houses, trees, brick walls and ruined castles.

I seem to remember I had a passion for climbing things. In my memories I always seem to be climbing up something, trees mostly. My Mother used to say “He’s just like a little monkey” as I would often disappear up a tree only then to re-emerge in the branches swinging from a limb.

I was also fascinated by Castles. Near to our home was a ruined castle which we used to visit and take picnics too. Only from April to September, never in Winter. I also remember at school taking part in a cross-country race from the train station to the Castle ruins and back, which would have been about 4 miles. When I never returned to the finish line, my parents were rather distraught. Then followed the planned route back to the castle only to find me climbing its walls. I was always one to deviate from my intended course as soon as something much more fun distracted me. I had completely forgotten that I was supposed to run back to the train station, I had wanted to stay in those familiar walls of stone and brick.

In my head it was my castle and I was King of it.

The End

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 10/July/2018