a puzzle remembered
“It’s been a while since you popped out a poem!” Thalia clapped with glee and gave Calliope’s head a playful tap. “Nothing quite like a little word play to send us off — skipping into our dayeeeeee!”
“Gratitude, game, gratified.” As per usual, Nia kept her remarks short and to the point.
Calliope blushed. “I’d forgotten how much… JOY… stringing syllables into a pre-set form gives me… a jolt of satisfaction…” Calliope squinted and rubbed her hands together. “I DO hope our readers will play along. I’ll feel… FULFILLED… when I read their 5-7-5s in today’s comments.”
Words from Typist:
Gary questioned Calliope’s search for a rock and a sponge from yesterday’s what’s cookin’ love letter…
In the upcoming playshop, I want to repeat an exercise I once shared with a room full of children. We’re all kids at heart!
This two minute read will explain the rock, the sponge, and… That Feeling.
In a recent note from the Universe, the P.S. read:
When all else seems to fail, Gail Boenning, be reminded of life’s magic by the trail you’ve already blazed.
The haiku YOU write today will be a reflection of gratitude for the life you’ve created!
No doubt you’ve blazed…
and will keep on keeping’ on!
…
One more thing… Have you hear the word?
WORDLE is a fun little 5-letter-way to kickstart your day!
invited to share
in gratitude, playfully
counting fingers now
okay, I'll play, she said.
grateful for the diversion
from writerly work