wild, wet ‘n wooly

A small story poem of 115 words linked to dVerse where Bjorn and friends are writing narrative poetry. Also inspired by Sarah’s earlier “mindfulness” prompt!

 

brave-heart caterpillar

three centimeters long

weighs all of a gram

spiky brown-black fur

humping along unaware

crosses grandson’s path

who grasps stray fuzzball

tickly in palm of hand

gently carried on hike

until trail ends at pier

 

where insect pupa is

plopped into pond

as fish bait—but wait,

does it know to swim?

fur floats, frantically

w-w-w-wiggles body

up/down like ripples

across water’s surface

until grandma, empathic,

fishes live catkin out

 

woolie happy at rescue

dries in sunshine and

casts an intimidating

spiked shadow across

pier’s knotted plank

grandson decides to

return him to tall grass

so newly cool cat can

retell adventures to his

sheltered larval friends

 

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photo by lynn

 

 

 

 

man overboard, oyogi!

Oyogi, Japanese for “swimming”, prompt featured at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

father joined navy

Unknown
Anchors Away!

tells stories of sailors who

learned to swim at sea…

necessary life skill while

aboard aircraft carrier

innocent bubbles

Trying to meet the challenge of writing a poem/haiku every day for National Poetry Month,  I found this draft poem I wrote (never posted) to an earlier dVerse prompt; a true story in quadrille form of 44 words.

 

rising bubbles,

hint of troubles

hot sun, stay cool

float in deep pool

girl cannot swim

slips thru ring’s rim

bubbles, bubbles

danger doubles

sinking under

filled with wonder

relaxed, no panic

water clear blue

go down for two

beautiful bubbles

belie her troubles

 


Thanks, Dad, for “fishing” me out in time…and paying for swimming lessons soon after!