#BlogFlash2013 – DAY 21 – SUCCESS (Haiku)

Hi Gang,

Well, this is it; today’s the last day of Terri Giuliano Long’s #BlogFlash2013- Part 1. I’m sorry for it to end, because BlogFlash is the one time that I force myself to write and publish something every day to my blog. It’s predominately haiku, which is a love of mine that I don’t concentrate on writing otherwise.

I thoroughly enjoyed popping over to everyone’s blogs to read and comment on posts. I feel a real sense of community and I’m going to miss it until Terri’s next #blogflash rolls around again. I will try to keep in touch with the new friends I’ve made. See y’all in August!

Since the warm weather has made me itch to go fish, here’s an encore piece on ‘Success’ from #BlogFlash2012:

SUCCESS = A GOOD DAY OF FISHING

Photo credit- Alison Sheeney

Sea bird spots target 

Throttled over sent lines down 

Dinner’s in the boat

My Challenge!

Choosing perfect words for a 17-syllable piece is challenging to say the least. Daily word prompts get my creative juices flowing, which pour into the rest of my day’s writing. I want to keep that creativity flowing, and I have a favor to ask y’all.

I’m asking my reader friends to leave one-word prompts in the comments section (leave more than one word if you wish). All I need is 22 different prompts to write weekday haiku/poems for the month of April. Go ahead…you know you want to!

Thank you in advance for helping me with my self-challenge. Terri, thanks again for a fun month’s romp! :0)

 

DAY 10 – SUCCESS (Haiku) – #BlogFlash2012: 30 Days, 30 Prompts, 30 Posts

SUCCESS = A GOOD DAY OF FISHING

Sea bird spots target 

Throttled over sent lines down 

Dinner’s in the boat

Back story: I live in Texas now and haven’t had fresh, caught-off-the-boat fish since moving from South Florida almost 4 years ago. When summer’s here my yen for it peaks.

My brother is a deep-sea captain and on weekends we’d get up at 3:00 a.m. and head out to catch live bait.  We used delicate poles with teeny hooks and snagged Goggle Eyes. Once the bait bin was filled, we’d drive out about 5 miles from shore to fish dolphin (the fish, not Flipper).

The tricky part was finding them. Sure, we had a fish finder on the boat but that contraption was never as reliable as an old floating board, a ‘line’ of seaweed or even a discarded milk carton. It could take us miles to locate one of these ‘tells’ where fish would congregate.

The most reliable spotters were the Frigate birds flying high above the sea, for they pinpointed schools of fish with perfect accuracy. Frigate birds are elusive, however; if we spotted one we’d be in for a good day of fishing. Now that’s my favorite form of success!

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