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I’ve had the privilege of writing with a great bunch of poets, writers, and authors over at carrotranch.com every week where we write 99-word stories. This is no simple task, but like syllabic poetry, it’s a study in brevity. Every week, our lead buckaroo, Charli Mills, gives us a prompt to create our 99-word story.
99-Word Challenge Rules, click HERE. Meet our lead buckaroo, Charli Mills HERE!
The Carrot Ranch 99-Word Story, April 18, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about never-ending. You can hyphenate never-ending or write an example of a story that never ends. What is endless and why? Go where the prompt leads! Submit by April 23, 2022.
This is a Double Ennead, a form I created for Carrot Ranch. It consists of three stanzas of syllables: 6-5-11-6-5, which comes to 99 syllables.
The Never-Ending Winter
winter's eternal chill remains mantled in unyielding leaden skies filled with sleety rain while the goddess slumbers readying for spring it's just one of those years the farmers bellow surveying wet fields glazed with inches of snow soon our plows will furrow and seedlets will grow yet, winter's unhurried— infinite, it seems... for beneath the Michigan soil, magic waits the transition of time until spring has sprung! © Colleen M. Chesebro
A 99-word story and a syllabic poem all in one! Beautifully done, Colleen! 🙂
Thanks, Yvi. It was great fun to commiserate about the weather. LOL!! 😀
LOVE! Mother Michgian claps her hand into yours. Well, done, Sis!! <3
Thank you. It’s been a cold one, although we finally hit 52 degrees! WOO HOO! 😀
Spring will come–eventually!
LOL! Our word prompt this week was never ending… the lack of spring just fit. LOL! <3
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Yes, Ma’am – spring is a tad delayed this year – even in my neck of the woods.
Bouncing between lovely jacket free weather to frost warnings. Brrr.
Same here, Jules. I’m ready for it all to get over itself. LOL! <3
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Spring does seem a long time coming this year!
We barely have buds on the trees. It’s cool and rainy. Damp is the perfect description. LOL! 😀
I had a blast, reading this poem, “The Never-Ending Winter,” aloud. It takes exactly thirty-nine seconds. If I do it over and over, it will lengthen. The greatest obstacle I encounter is, I do not know how to pronounce “Chesebro.”
LOL! Cheese-brō. 😂
Beautiful spring tale well done in form and word count. <3
A beautiful image of a winter that never ends – until spring is sprung.
Norah, it’s still cold! It was 28 degrees F. this morning!
Brrrr!