Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Six Sentence Story
Denise is the host. The rules (and title) are all, ‘six is the minimum and maximum sentence count’.
(…Weird one this week. Susan Zutautus over at Susan’s Place posted a haiku post… not sure if it’ll be here at Six-ville. Though I have never been tempted by poetry (writing or, even, reading…’cept for the cool ones like ‘The Second Coming’ or ‘Do not go gentle into that good night’ or …. anything by e.e. Cummings) but haiku… well seeing a haiku is a little like being a senior in high school, two beers into a graduation party and standing on the roof of your friend’s house looking down at the in-ground pool.)
So, assuming lines count as sentences, this week for my contribution.
Prompt:
WAVE
The world, bound by time,
One pebble dropped, God’s hand open.
One wave, all shores touched.
Mists of dawn, life begins,
Reaching out, finding others.
New pebbles, one wave.
Well damn, Clark. Nice 6.
(I wouldn’t know a haiku if I wasn’t told it was such, lol)
that (probably) makes two of us
Wowzers! You have great bones here and the meat is tight!
ty
Look at you being all artsy. I’m snapping my fingers and looking for my beret! Good one, you always deliver.
surely my inner Maynard
Well now that you have been tempted by poetry, I think you should write some more. Great haiku!
thanks Pat
Very well done. Don’t quit.
I appreciate the compliment… these things sometimes appear out of nowhere and vanish as quickly
I counted the syllable 5,7,5 – a true haiku, a perfect 6 sentence story – the story.
And yes I did listen to this a lot in High School – I could identify with the leaping from the roof into the pool.
Very neat.
Ty, P
Wonderful Clark, I love this!
Thanks, Susan
Once again you have been tempted to poeticize! Well done.
PS, a hearty YES! to your music.
Full Disclosure: I had a line, a description of a concept that I thought to put in Six Sentences and just plain couldn’t. (It was to have been a ‘zen thing’, employing the prompt word. All of this brought about by reading how waves (in the water) are really moving across the ocean/lake/puddle. The water is moving in a stationary circular pattern, it is energy that goes ‘from here to shore’. The idea was to be a koan, ‘When I drop a pebble in the water, how many waves are created?’ The smart-aleck young acolyte would, based on his understanding of physics, give the ‘correct’ answer: ‘One’ but not realize the significance of the insight.
you know, a Six Sentence Story
;p