Tag: acrostic

poetry, short story

Scales

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
blue tape measuring on clear glass square weighing scale
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Stepping or placing on the scales is always done with care.

Careful placement of feet or bowls is most important to prevent inaccuracies.

Accepting the results is important for a measurement of accuracy, but does not validate the worth of persons.

Leveling by removing the shoes may give a slightly different result, same as scooping the excess grains of food.

Equating the number on the scale to one’s value is unimportant and, like measuring food, it’s a number for a purpose.

Stepping off the scale is not near as important as stepping away to a new day, same with dumping that food into a bowl.

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There you have it! That’s my 6 Sentence Story for this day.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: SCALE

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poetry, Short Fiction, short story

Refuse to Believe Anything But the Truth

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Relief was not for Beth, watching out the window, seeing nobody to help her.
Everybody had other things to do and, while she understood, her heart would ache.
Family and friends alike wished her well as she cared for her mother without staff.
Undermining comments were a source of disdain, coming from the critical milieu.
Simply ignoring this was not easy, but Beth refused such and stayed in focus.
Everybody came for show at the end of it all, Beth left with her own peace.

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I went with a double acrostic this time.

It’s that time again for Six Sentence Story. Thanks to Denise for her devotion to this and for encouraging us to challenge our brains.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here Thursday through Tuesday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: REFUSE

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Short Fiction, short story

The Howler – Six Sentence Story

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
animals birds owl fauna
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Howler
An Acrostic
Hershel Henry Spritzer was an academic genius as he scored the highest in his class and was a shoe in to become the valedictorian.

Orange was the least loved color of Constance Spritzer and she would avoid placing this anywhere on her paintings, masterpieces which would hang in only the finest of galleries; it had to do with her heart breaking, ex boyfriend, Jasper Jester, who wore only orange and black striped outfits.

Wondering why his mother expressed discord with his winning of the Orange County Esteemed Scholar Award, Hershel sent her a message with Fergly, his owl, serving as the messenger.

Lingering slowly though the skies, Fergly dipped frequently, not daring to hoot, as he held securely the heavy red envelope in his beak, talons ready to drop and land on Hershel’s windowsill.

Eagerly, Hershel grabbed the envelope from Fergly, but then he stopped, and placed it on the table, feeling anxious because the envelope was not only large, but it was red and it was scooting across the table where it lay, this could only mean one thing.

Ready or not, Hershel knew he needed to open the envelope for fear it might explode and open it he did, easing it as best that he could, noticing some orange paint dripping as he did, but the worse part was the ear piercing, exploding howling all about the meaning of the color of orange (it wasn’t Jasper).

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There you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story in response to the weekly prompt “HOWL” and you can participate, as well. Just go to this LINK

poetry, Short Fiction, short story

Perhaps – Six Sentence Story

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
low angle photo of woman wearing off shoulder top
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a double acrostic

Perhaps

Although it was a pleasant setting, Elaine’s nerves were waiting for a mishap.

Taking a deep breath, Barbara fumbled with her purse strap and made a wish.

Making her decision about an assistant was hard for Jasmine, causing a headache.

Oddly, as Elaine was waiting for her interview, a call came from her doctor.

She stated, “We used the wrong patient’s information when we went to diagnose.

Stepping into the waiting room, Jasmine saw both women huddled, in an atmosphere of caring, Barbara’s arm around Elaine; Jasmine spoke, “Ladies, I hope this works to your understanding that I will need two assistants and you two are the only applicants for the job, when can you start?”

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This is a continuation from last week’s Six Sentence Story, “Struggle.” I just couldn’t let these ladies end things the way it was.

This is in response to this weeks Six Sentence Story:

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: ATMOSPHERE

Go check out Six Sentence Story to get the hook up and join in!!

poetry, Short Fiction, short story

Fired Up

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
yellow flame
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First, he saw the email with the subject line: Fired
Immediately perspiring, drenched with dread, he opened it
Relief came quickly when he realized the truth
Evidently, there was a typo with what was meant to be said on that subject line
Delayed office hours today are because of a fire in the break room, all staff are to come    in at noon for a lesson on fire safety
Ulysses was relieved with the news until he remembered the charred bagel he tossed in    the trash when he left the night before
Pressure built in the back of his head as he started his day

Thanks to Living Poetry for this prompt! Go HERE to take a look!