Dead-Line

March 20, 2014March 21, 2014freyathewriter 44 Comments

With my word-weaver
clasped tightly,
fingers sweat with effort to complete
the task laid before me.
I lasso the thoughts
pouring from imagination-central
knowing all the while that
the hands of the space-marker
sweep too fast –
there is no leeway,
I cannot knee-bend for
grace and favour.
‘Tsk! Tsk!’
bony digits admonish,
epithet-hurlers curl
ready to strike.
‘Axe-wield afore clock-strike!’
Is all they will say.

Dead-Line

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This week, Bjorn, our host at dVerse Meeting the Bar has introduced us to the concept of kennings. To quote Bjorn, ‘a kenning is a very brief metaphoric phrase or compound word and it means “to know”‘. It comes originally from Icelandic, but also exists in other languages such as Swedish and German. I can also tell you that ‘I ken’ is also used in Scots dialect in the same way! So, in brief, it is a way of using a compound phrase in place of the normal word in use.

I really enjoyed this – although it was quite tough to get my brain into the right gear! I hope my offering has worked – do let me know what you think.

Anacronym – VisDare 37

September 17, 2013freyathewriter 2 Comments

I’m late to the party this week, but here’s my latest offering for Anonymous Legacy‘s photo-inspired prompt, VisDare. This week’s prompt word is ‘Trajectory’. The rules are simple:

150 words – or less.

Post entry to your blog and “link in”.

(Please – no erotica or graphic violence.)

DON’T FORGET to read and comment on others’ entries!!

The photo is below, and my piece follows. Let me know what you think, and give it a go yourself, why not?

– Anacronym –

“What do you call it again?”

“It’s the Trajectory Impulse Management Engine.”

“T.I.M.E. – this is time, right?”

“That’s what the uninitiated call it.”

“But you said ‘the T.I.M.E.’ – surely it should be a T.I.M.E.?”

“I’m sorry, sir?”

“Well, there are others out there, I’ve seen them! Oh for goodness sake, it’s a damned clock! And look, I’m wearing a watch on my wrist – a tiny, little, clock. Look!”

“Now, now, sir, there’s no need to be so rude. Please, remove your wrist and that, er, thing from my face.”

“But, but -!”

“The T.I.M.E. turns back, er, time.”

“Oh. Right. Really. OK, so if that’s what it does – and I seriously doubt it – what are the stairs for, then? I presume so the T.I.M.E. L.O.R.D. can oversee the process?”

“T.I.M.E. L.O.R.D., sir?”

“Trajectory Impulse Management Engine, Lead Overseer and Ruler of Dimensions?”

“Now, sir, you’re just being ridiculous.”

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