bubbling pots transpire
rumbling storm of hunger strikes
raindrops through faucets
fluro’s lightening flicker
microwave beeps- dinner’s thawed!
Prompt words from Ronovan Writes’ Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: lightening, rain. Seeing as I’d written about rain before, my well felt dry for this week’s prompt until I thought of rain water through my kitchen tap, breaking the creative drought.
Are you kidding me?! 😘😘😘
I was waiting for the picnic baskets to get covered and then came the surprise sound at the end. I love it!!!
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I thing T.C.S’s subject will get a fright too when it beeps. Thank, so glad you liked it! It was fun to write. I literally had to jump off my spin bike to get my phone and jot down the ideas. Oh, sorry, I mean my penny farthing. Have a lovely sunday and a great start to the week xx
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Thanks. See you soon. ❤️❤️❤️
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Yes, bring on some more smell-a-blogs 😜😚
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Oh, that’s a good one! I was in a witch’s cave until that microwave bell woke me up!
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Ha! Glad to have surprised you. I had a microwave with a mute option but it died. If we ever have to get a new one (there was no need to when mine zapped itself as we had 2 when our households combined) – that’s definately a prerequisite function!
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A microwave with a mute button? So you can’t hear it ding?
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Yep! And no sound when you press the buttons! 🙉
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Weird!
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No, it’s great!
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