Crafty Jenny Matlock, the Mistress of Saturday Centus, is at it again, straying from her own boundaries into the world of no prompt except a photo. Jenny? Is that really you?
Each week we are (supposed) to be given a prompt from which we are to write a 100 word story, not counting the prompt. The prompt is usually a phrase, but no, not this week. It's a photo of an egg frying on the sidewalk. Granted I can relate to that kind of heat. After all, I live the heat belt of Georgia. But, Really?
To read all about this meme, click on the Saturday Centus button on my sidebar. And don't forget to click on Jenny's name above to find out what else she is up to. Here is my contribution.
Each week we are (supposed) to be given a prompt from which we are to write a 100 word story, not counting the prompt. The prompt is usually a phrase, but no, not this week. It's a photo of an egg frying on the sidewalk. Granted I can relate to that kind of heat. After all, I live the heat belt of Georgia. But, Really?
To read all about this meme, click on the Saturday Centus button on my sidebar. And don't forget to click on Jenny's name above to find out what else she is up to. Here is my contribution.
Help! I’m Cracking Up.
The hand that plucked me
out of the carton
is taking me outside.
There’s more.
She just knocked me against
the concrete driveway
Ouch! My aching yolk.
Call 911!
She’s pulling at the crack
she made, spilling me
onto the hot driveway
no trace of Pam.
Does she know who I am?
I can take the heat
we all know that, but
when she starts to turn me
I will, well, go SPLAT.
A scrambled mess I’ll be
Oh, where is my dignity?
I was meant to be eaten
Sunny Side Up, you see.
© cj Schlottman
