One must make a distinction however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is not poetry, nor till the autocrats among us can be “literalists of the imagination”—above insolence and triviality and can present for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we have it.

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Words Count With Mama Zen

House of Voodoo.  I'll just wait outside.
image via pinterest
Greetings, Toads!

Would you guys mind giving me a hand?  I just got back from picking up a few things at the store . . . you know, the usual: coffee beans, slippery elm . . . parchment paper, black candles . . . oh, no!  I forgot to get a red ink pen!  

Today, my friends, we gonna work some voodoo.  Just take some everyday ingredients, a bit of the fantastical, stir it with your words, and create a spell all your own.  It's your magic; work it any way you want it . . . as long as you work it in 73 words or less.

Now, can someone loan me a red pen?


Fireblossom said...

73 words?! I thought it said 730. Damn, there goes the whole sequence about the cult of the Magic 8 Ball.

hedgewitch said...

Definitely a subject after my own heart, MZ. Will see if I can find that half-melted doll around here somewhere...

Ella said...

I'll loan you a red pen- ;D
Light that black candle for me-lol

Fun prompt!

Hannah said...

Thank you, Mama Zen...hope you'll forgive I went a tidge-bit over...not by much though. ♥

Marian said...

fun, thanks MZ!

Lolamouse said...

Oops. Linked twice. Can't seem to remove either. Sorry.

Will be back to read the others. Just finished reading Neil Gaimon's new book and it was the perfect inspiration!

Margaret said...

I'm back from vacation - and SO ready for the garden!

Susie Clevenger said...

Love the prompt! Mine is definitely out of my norm. :)

Susan said...

I wrote a poem in 73
but it won't fit the theme
I fear
and so I will
just note it here:
(for Hannah)

Susan said...

I did better, MZ! Thanks for the prompt!

Mama Zen said...

Thanks for playing, guys! I had a bunch of unexpected (unwanted) errands dumped on me today, but I'll be around later tonight.