Trifextra Week 96: Old Enemy

I stare at it.

It sits, staring back.

One stupid comment, and she’s gone.

My thumb caresses well-worn aluminum without thought.

I stop it, and my shaking hand reaches for the bottle.



Trifextra time! This weekend we are assuming that many of you are slogging your way through leftovers and family bickering (or is that just us?) and thus we’re going way easy on you.  This weekend we are asking for a 33-word free write.  Give us whatever you’ve got. 

Head over to Trifecta and immerse yourself in the worlds of some great writers. If you’re feeling frisky, join in the fun! Hope your holidays are good and may your future days be even better!

Happy Reading and Writing!

J. Milburn


DP Challenge: Haiku 5-Spring of Life

Brooke babbles rising

Jumping! Growing! Seasons change

New life blooms, loving


DP Challenge Number 5. Ok, so if you traveled with me this far…thank you. If not, welcome aboard. I mentioned earlier this week about not giving explanations for poetry. Instead, I left it to the reader to draw meaning.

But, and you knew there was a “but,” some may still be wondering what the hell my haiku meant (I’m flattering myself, of course, that anyone thought once, much less twice about any of my work).

So, I’m going to explain my thought process behind each haiku. I won’t put all the haiku in this post, but I will link them because…I like page views.

Day 1– Ah, the halcyon days of Monday. I used scarecrow as a kigo for fall, so the opening line sets up the scene as night during the fall by some sort of farm. In the second line, “Bonfire” serves a double purpose. It serves as another kigo, but also as a metaphor for anger, hence the next word “rages.” The next two words also serve dual purposes and hint at why this person is out in some field. “Fighting” and “Chill”. Not only is he fighting the cold, he is also fighting the cold realization of what he has done.

Which leads to the last line, described quite wonderfully by alainafae at A Vital Recognition as, “…conceptually like crashing into a curb while riding a bicycle.” I love that line.

The last line describes the why behind the previous two lines. The love of his life has left him due to his anger.

Day 2– On the surface, this seems straightforward. Of course, I had something completely different in mind when writing it. “Roses” serves as a kigo for summer, but also a metaphor for love because if I can’t over-read my own stuff, who will? Love is in the air, when words cut like a “blade,” and damage that love. So you can guess that “Prick!” has two meanings. He bleeds, showing that when we cause damage to loved ones, we also damage ourselves.

Day 3– I swear, the next one is one, two-line description max. So “sunflower”= kigo, but the “sun” part also serves as a homophone for son. “Flower” as a verb has the meaning of development. So the son develops as the line says, and he’s facing East. This takes place in late summer (respect the kigo), after the son has grown and makes ready to leave home soon. The last line becomes self-explanatory.

Day 4– As promised. The cold winter comes and it’s the holiday season, a time for family.

Day 5- Brooke, another kigo, this one for spring, also serves as a name. She “babbles,” as children do. She rises, pulling herself up for the first time. The second line denotes the change as she grows through the seasons, until she creates new life in turn.

There you have it. The thought process behind my haiku. I hope you enjoyed them. Comments are welcome.

Happy Reading and Writing!

J. Milburn

Friday Fictioneers: Improptu Polar Bear Club

Copyright - Ted Strutz

“I’m going to do it.”

Sara rolled her eyes. “Dan, you’re drunk and the water is freezing. You’re going to drown.”

Dan stripped off his shirt and pants, swinging his arms back and forth to loosen up. “I’m a champion swimmer, baby.”

She sighed. “Twenty years ago, in a pool that wouldn’t give you hypo-”

“Woo-hoo!” He splashed in the water. “Holy…! IT’S FREEZING!”

Klaxons went off on the riverboat. “Man Overboard,” repeated over the loudspeakers.

“MORON!” Sara yelled. “I’m not bailing you out.”

She turned from the railing. “Enjoy the shrunken testicles, idiot.”

” I need a drink,” she muttered.

Word Count: 100

Friday Fictioneers! The photo this week is provided by Ted Strutz over at TedBook, go check out his site. There’s some good reading over there! And thanks to Rochelle at Addicted To Purple for hosting our weekly get together, as always!

The challenge: Use 100 words to create a story based on the photo. It really is that simple and its open to everyone, so feel free to join in the fun.

Happy Reading and Writing!

J. Milburn

DP Challenge: Haiku 3-Sunflower

Sunflower strong, tall

Head facing East, soon to go

Loneliness descends


DP Challenge

If you’ve been following along…well, thank you! You may have also noticed I’m trying to hit each season, with a maddening lack of explanation behind my haiku. There is a reason for that, and no, it really isn’t because I’m a jerk. Well…

I’ll leave that to you to decide. Criticism, as always, is more than welcome. Let me know what you liked and what you didn’t. That goes for any of my work on the blog (I’m really hoping you’ll browse around a little-my tagline does say “a little shameless self-promotion 😉 ).

Hope you enjoy.

Happy Reading and Writing!

J. Milburn