Purple Moose waved his rack
Over the barking dog’s back
His antlers filled the sky
Causing the dog to shy
Showing all
That he, whose rack is biggest
Will tonight sleep the best

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Trifecta’s weekend challenge: tell us an original fable in exactly 33 words. I checked with the all knowing Wikipedia making sure I knew the parameters of a fable, then came up with the above pithy poem. Enjoy.
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Watch where you’re going
Turn off the bleeping cell phone
Expensive lesson



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The white vehicle to the left in the photo? One of Kenai’s finest. The truck with the crumpled hood? T-boned a car turning out of Barnacle onto Willow. I had just come from that intersection and was entering a restaurant for dinner with hubbymoose when I heard the crunch – crumple – crash. Timing is everything.

And, thus my Friday Haiku was born Thursday evening.

I do not know if the driver (guy in orange) was talking on the phone he is seen talking into in this picture. I wouldn’t doubt it.

Sigh.

Johnni laughed. She was supposed to keep a diary of her sleep patterns for a week before they would do the sleep study.

She had been faithfully writing; the small journal the lab had given her was becoming dog eared and smudged. Sighing, she took up her pen:

DAY 3: Today is the third day since I started this journal. But it’s my 6th day without sleep. I can’t make the thoughts stop. What is wrong with me? I lie here night after night thinking TONIGHT is the night I will be able to sleep.

Question: is exhaustion my new normal?
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Written for two weekly prompts: Trifecta’s NORMAL and Velvet Verbosity’s EXHAUSTION.

“What was that? Who’s there?”

The girls clutched at each other in fear. Being there was against the rules and every creak and whisper set their hearts a-flutter.

“You go first . . .”

“No, you . . .”
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The weekend challenge from the eye-strained editors at Trifecta is to write the FIRST 33 words (aka incipit) to our books. I grew up reading Nancy Drew, Cherry Ames, and the Hardy Boys (why, yes, I AM old . . . but the books were older than I). My thoughts went immediately to a Young Adult mystery.

Salmon bright side up
Lemon, garlic, onion, YUM!
Belly up to the plate

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Dusted off an oldie (2006) to share with you all. It’s Friday Haiku with Lou and friends.