Weekly Short Stories Contest and Company! discussion

The drain, circular
and symbolic of holeness,
The runoff sought it.

M wrote: "The drain, circular
and symbolic of holeness,
The runoff sought it."

LoL! Wow, so clear. Excellent.

A hole is useful
when it is wholly empty
around holy tears.

(Thank you, Guy! I’ve been rereading Jung’s The Undiscovered Self. It remains one of the most insightful commentaries I’ve ever read.)

Numinous happen-
ings wrecked his attachment to
the ten thousand things.

Now, a transcendence
mounting, he was past doing
the firm’s accounting.

M wrote: "(Thank you, Guy! I’ve been rereading Jung’s The Undiscovered Self. It remains one of the most insightful commentaries I’ve ever read.)

Numinous happen-
ings wrecked his attachment to
the ten thous..."

Love the Haiku.

Yes, The Undiscovered Self is a powerful and even transformative read for me. Great insight, as you say, and so helpful to find my feet and an orientation to this world of humans in a numinous universe.

Without accounting
Suns uncountable begin
in enlightenment.

Silent tears at dawn
My half-mast heart in tatters
London Bridge is down

Tears resound without.
Lightly, so softly, wending
Towards the river.

When the bridge collapsed,
its submerged, rusting framework
attracted game fish.

What am I doing
I don't know where I'm headed
I guess I'll find out

Outside of the find
Where the river flows up stream
And the swallows swim.

My favorite chair
Why is someone sitting there?
Where shall I sit? Where?

Nature made a place
To sit and watch the world pass
It stays behind me

Under the behind
nature rests in comfort; to
fart or not to fart.

Blackbeard at first taught
ethics, but wearied and took
a sabbatical

for research to write
a book, then wound up in do-
ings piratical.

M wrote: "Blackbeard at first taught
ethics, but wearied and took
a sabbatical

for research to write
a book, then wound up in do-
ings piratical."

LOL. Gilbert and Sullivan beware; avast me hearties.

A perchance penzance,
And ethical conundrum:
What is the ship's shape?

The curvaceous shape
of Spanish treasure galleons
anchored in lagoons.

All eyes turned starboard
The pirate queen's long sabre
Called to adventure.

Supersize
By Brett Starr on September 25, 2022

Cheeseburger and fries
It should come as no surprise
Adds size to my thighs

Free Advice
By Brett A. Starr on September 28, 2022

A word to the wise
Good decisions - exercise
Don't rationalize

Footnote: There are two things to remember about "Free Advice:" 1. It's free, and 2. You don't have to take it. But, you may want to give it a thought before taking action.

Her mornings were marked
by fraught decisions; her nights
by verses Sapphic;

her days by screeching,
narrowly missed collisions
in noonday traffic.

Morning Hair

By Brett A. Starr on September 29, 2022



Oh, my morning hair

What a mess – I do not care

A hat I will wear


Footnote: Ah, nothing like a good haiku about the good ole college days in the late 80's. I used to wake up 10 minutes before eight, throw on sweats and a hat, grab a pop-tart and head to class. For every problem, there is usually more than one solution. A hat seemed like the best at the time.

The girl who’d helped him
choose a sink now peered at him
from depths of his drink.

Dad joke humor brings
Crickets and one hand clapping
The sound of silence

Barb served the evening’s
libation. Crickets furnished
the orchestration.

Very clever indeed, M.

Thank you, Brett!

No awnings relieved
the wind’s whitish haze. He wore
a wide-brimmed straw hat,

followed board sidewalks
and worn stairs, the dog days
that Year of the Cat.

Poised to scare dawn’s crows
He stands watch in fields of night
Straw hat silhouette

Straw hat, corn cob pipe
a man with upright bare feet
dreaming, rocked in chair

(I haven't done these in a while. Boy am I rusty lol!)

Hello Ryan, nice to see you here with a nice can of oil to help de-rust your words. Very nice.


The stoned rocker sat
Quiet in the still rocking chair.
The cat took his pipe.

Hello Ryan, C. J., and Guy!

Dusk’s full moon was signed
by Betty Crocker. Bart drawled,
“I’m off my rocker!”

The styled signature
didn’t seem faked--not something
specious or half baked.

Cookie dough diets,
Raw, served with creamless ice-cream
FDA approved.

Wanda Lou’s bowel
removal now awaited
her aunt’s approval.

M wrote: "Wanda Lou’s bowel
removal now awaited
her aunt’s approval."

LoL! Gracias. :-D

I wanda'd where
the bowers shower flowers
and the ants are few.

The ant eater’s aunt
liked to devour salted ants
fresh showered in flour

All the ant-ers worked
for Planters, brainwashed with schemes
of flour power.

Haha! Nice, M.

The peanuts' nutters
Were avuncular hunters
Of antlers and mice.

The nutters’ nieces’
uncles, thorn pricked, had swollen,
oozing carbuncles.

oozing carbuncles,
those swollen, nutty uncles
gulped down antifungals!

The fun gals were swell
With lips red, white with stollen
Frowning and sullen.

Frowning and sullen
Those doggies ain't a rollin'
Rawhide reigns pullin'

The dry pond reeds reel
Above the dog fish swimming
Reading the real sun.

Her yacht, polished bronze
and teak, she sailed to Quebec
to fish for choupique.

And yet. And nyet
Was not brass clap trap enough
for nyuk nyuk?

A head of knuckles
A buckler joyfully rides
The tall seas of grass.