Tag: Riddles

Riddle Me This

On By dorahakIn Poems22 Comments

The tea kettle whistles
A moth flutters and dies
Your mask shatters to pieces
A madman explodes the moon
A butterfly flaunts a human face
You dream of a lion’s rest
Birds in-choir in a priest’s robe
You fire a revolver on the run

The key to the riddle —
Masquerading as fun
To the gibbering wags
Deaf to the last gong’s sound —
Hides like a promise
In your broken heart

For image credit please click here on Carrie’s Sunday Muse #245; Shay’s Word Garden Word List using three of twenty words; and Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #297 using “key” in prose or poem of 71 words.

The Sphinx and American Ivy

On By dorahakIn Fiction, Poems, Prompts61 Comments

A little fun combining three prompts: from dverse where I chose to use all the podcast titles to compose a poem (Articles of Interest: American Ivy, I Was Never There, Legacy of Speed, Not Lost, Pivot, Reveal: After Ayotzinapa, Rumble Strip, Serial, This American Life, Ghost in the Burbs); Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers (100 words or less using the photo prompt below); and GirlieonEdge’s Six Sentence Story (prompt word: VISA). Does the story poem succeed? Well, you be the judge!

photo prompt © Roger Bultot

The Sphinx and American Ivy

It isn’t fair, it isn’t fair, it isn’t fair: just some
articles of interest, American Ivy shouts.

The Sphinx runs behind Reveal (after Ayotzinapa,
he was never the same), columnar legs
standing astride this American life with a VISA card.

Playing the ghost in the burbs? American Ivy
taunts, the riddle and its answer are one!

I wasn’t there, Sphinx replies
(she’s a serial liar).

American Ivy laughs: Life isn’t fair, but here’s
the rumble strip to your legacy of speed:

neither’s love, the riddle YOU can’t solve.
Sphinx pivots: All’s not lost? and

Ivy laughs, says, Love conquers all.