So! It’s been a long time since my last post. Last April to be exact. I hope everyone has had a great – and safe – Summer/Winter, depending on which side of the equator you’re on.
You’re reading the title and thinking to yourselves, (I know you are. I can sense it.) “Wow! You’re grandparents got WiFi on their farm.” Uh…no. My grandparents are long since deceased and the farm is long gone. However, if you follow my Twitter account (jimgblack1), you will see the following in my timeline, #vss365, which is a daily writing prompt exercise. The prompts are given every morning and a different very talented writer is responsible for each different month. VSS stands for Very Short Story and, since Twitter only allows 280 characters, yes, you have to keep it short. When I first discovered it I was writing almost every day. After a break I decided to get back to the daily exercise to keep practicing my writing, and it’s a great way to meet like-minded writers.
The prompt for August 1st was cellar. I decided that a theme was what I needed to stay on task, and cellar got me thinking about the old farmstead that my grandparents bought in Georgia back in the 1970s. The old farm became my theme. I was doing good the first three days. The prompts were cellar, sacrifice and Jupiter. Yes, I even came up with a good one for Jupiter. Today’s word, though, had me stumped. Empress! Oh, my. There aren’t any empresses that I know of in Georgia, and certainly none in the 1970s. Suddenly, as things sometimes do, a whole plethora of words invaded my head and a poem started taking form. It’s way too long for #vss365, however, I thought I’d write the whole thing here as a blog, and put an excerpt on the Twitter prompt. So…here goes:
This word, I think will stump me
This one will make me fall
There are no empresses in Georgia
At least, none that I recall
I started my mind wandering
Over animals, minerals and plants
Were there Empress Roses, Empress Quartz
Maybe Empress Ants
So I sat down to an online search
Just to see what I could see
And staring back from the screen
The Chinese Empress Tree
Then all at once I saw it
Very clearly in my head
That stately Chinese Empress
Growing beside the shed
It’s petals pink and delicate
Sickly sweet was it’s smell
The colors reminded me closely
Of an abalone Shell
Okay, by now you’ve figured it out
So I guess I will confess
“A Chinese Empress Tree in Georgia
Surely, man you jest”
Maybe there wasn’t an Empress Tree
On the acreage where I once romped
But you gotta admit
It’s a hell of a poem
And it helped me with this prompt!
Haha!! Those last two lines crack me up! Thank you for reading and supporting my blog and my writing.
Back to the Anvil!