Cascade Poem

He melted hearts
He wanted the love
I wanted to give

Wide eyes saddened
Chin wrinkled in earnest
He melted hearts

Tears welled and spilled
tiny hands clenched
He wanted the love

My heart broke in itty-bitty pieces
Each piece fed him the love
I wanted to give


The first stanza holds the last lines for each following stanza… Fight to Write!

I probably took an hour to write this. It took seven attempts to get something that was even vaguely serious. I had to get off the computer and scrawl on a large piece of paper. I drew a picture of the structure to get it into my mind. Then filled the structure with nonsense, to find out what I didn’t know. Then came up with a formula. Filled in the formula with nonsense. Then made a serious attempt and did some editing to paint the picture smoothly.

My daughter looked at Ace Baker’s poem and wrote a four-line set of stanzas, straight off, awesome, in a matter of minutes. (See it on her blog, Radioactive Eyeball) My son grumbled about having to do poetry, carefully looked at and analysed Ace’s poem, and wrote a three-line set, awesome, in a matter of minutes, and posted it at Shaquin’s Blog. Am I feeling less than awesome? YES!

I enjoy figuring out the structure of things, and sorting out a formula.

I enjoy creating pictures – I turn off the rest of my mind, and things flow easily.

Doing this stuff? Is like paddling against the flow of the whitewater. It almost rips my arm off.

Short-term memory is needed in a certain area of the brain where pictures are not made. I have some trouble with mine! I am proud of my effort… and yet somehow wish to spare myself the pain. Long term memory will kick in, and my structures and formulas will stand by me as trusted friends, once they have hung around long enough to be accepted as more than passing acquaintances. That means writing every day.


I commit to the pain.

Writing buddies, writing group, Add a Something Flash Fiction

Just recently I started “Add a Something Flash Fiction” and now I want to invite people to join in and also bring along more buddies to get the creativity really rolling. Let’s make up a story.

The lack of rules for today are:

1. Break them

2. Don’t stick to the 50 words for a beginning, middle or end.

3. Choose from the Topics, or make up your own…. let’s get started! 🙂

Here are some Topics:

1. Cheese sticks

2. Like a Rhino

3. My mother wouldn’t

Extra Notes:

Yes, it is okay to put one single word. Or “splat.”

Yes it is okay to write over 50 words, and copy and paste them into your own blog post.

It’s also okay to write a few words here, and then go write lots more on your own blog.

And it is okay to link back here, because we might like to come visit and see what else you’ve written!

If you want a special place to chat about what is happening, well….. what I will do is create another post right now, called “Chatting about the Flash Fiction.” Feel free to comment freely on it.

Okay – first commenter gets to pick the topic and set the scene… go for it! 🙂