I Challenge You To…

This week’s challenge is to write a story, limerick or poem on the subject of:


I’ve been away and so missed last week, but the previous week’s theme was running. Here are a couple of the poems you sent in:

Keith Channing sent in a very witty limerick:

Running as fast as a horse
Will often end up in remorse
I’ll tell you what’s worse
Try jesting in verse
Or try an on-line writing course!

Please welcome Jason A Muckley for the first time. He’s written a very atmospheric poem. Please visit his site to read it:


Geoff Le Pard missed the TV challenge at the time, but I wanted to share his super story with you:

The Future Of TV

‘And… cut. Well done everyone. Take five and we’ll be back after the adverts.’
‘Harry, can I have a word.’
‘I’m a bit busy, Maureen. Can it wait?’
‘It’s just I was down by the screen, keeping the sweat off…’
‘I know, horrid job but we can’t afford the smears. Some aircon is on order…’
‘It’s not that. It’s the little girl. She’s seen us.’
‘Well, I hope so. Rather the point of watching TV, don’t you think?’
‘No I mean she’s seen us. You know, actually us. In here.’
‘Don’t be ridiculous, Maureen. You know humans have no understanding of we Wemans. They think they’re the only bipedal opposable-thumbed mammals on this planet capable of memory, emoting, reasoning and formalising hopeless voting structures. It’s the hiding in plain sight stratagem…’
‘Yes, Which is fine for your average suggestible adult but children haven’t been indoctrinated. I caught her looking in the side of the screen. I’m sure she saw me looking back…’
‘No. Well, no exactly. More a mutual askance. Thing is she’s out there now, round the back trying to see inside.’
‘Where are her parents?’
‘Making tea. What…?’
‘People! Listen up, we have a situation. Jim, make ready with the Shortbox. Daphne, I need a public service tableau. Number four.’
‘What are you doing? We need to stop the girl.’
‘Maureen, watch and learn. We can hardly jump out and, what tie her down, tell her to behave, can we?’
‘So if we can’t stop her, who can?’
‘I don’t know? The Authority?’
‘Perlease. You know what they’d do? They’d have the set catch fire so the girl doesn’t get to see any TV. You want to be out of work?’
‘Ok. That’s why, when her folks come back with their tea, we’ll wait while the girl tells her folks. They’ll laugh and she’ll go and point out where she saw you. At that moment, Daphne’s troop will put on a playlet showing the dangers of letting children near the TV what with all the electrical charges held by the capacitors – it’s beautiful, the way the little girl dies of electrocution – so poignant. At the same time, Jim will set the Shortbox going. Now that’s spectacular, all sorts of bangs and fizzes and sparks. The parents will be horrified, assume it’s something that the little girl has done and the ‘little people’ inside the box will be forgotten. You go take a seat. We will be back to normal in 30 minutes.’
‘Gosh that’s clever.
‘Not really. Anyway, it’s a losing battle.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘We’ll soon have to find a new way of making ourselves useful. Flat screen TVs will make us redundant. Still there’s no reason to worry.’
‘Have you heard about AI? Those humans think they’ll have invented robots to look just like themselves in the next ten years. And guess who’ll be inside those metal carcasses?’
‘Goodness, I didn’t know.’
‘Yep, very hush hush. Though, word to the wise. If they make them exact replicas you might want to specialise, sooner than later. Stay away from anything to do with the bowels.’



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23 Responses to I Challenge You To…

  1. Reblogged this on Keith Kreates! and commented:
    This week’s challenge? Friends.

  2. The rumour mill lately contends
    That there’ll be a reunion of Friends
    But those young (?) New Yorkers
    Are known to tell porkers
    So my view will remain… it depends.

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  4. These two got the hang of what they had – a poem from a while ago I’ve played around with…

    Lust a presence
    love unrequited
    disturbed balance
    to be got through
    enduring friends
    true equilibrium
    two of two
    a man a woman

  5. Linda Sage says:

    What a fabulous TV story, Geoff. Superb dialogue and great sense of place – I could picture everything. Made me laugh.

  6. Rajiv says:

    Friends, eh? The wheels are spinning

  7. What about the little people inside the coffee machine? The ones who will give you either a cup OR coffee?

  8. I’m told my singing sounds like a curse
    that could make any crowd disperse
    So Come on my Friends
    and I’ll make amends
    by singing the song in reverse


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  10. Steve says:

    You read my mind! I saw this post just before I posted on Simplicity Lane my new haiku Jealousy, that includes the word friendship!

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  12. Friends Challenge
    My poem is dedicated to my friend Jamie Fingal, a woman I have known and admired for years. She is an internationally renowned fiber artist, a designer of fabrics, and an all-around amazing woman, yet she always has time for an old friend who is just an ordinary lady trying to create art at her own level. Jamie is a total inspiration and doer.

    When Jamie Smiles
    By Anne Copeland

    When Jamie smiles,
    You just have to turn around and look.
    There will be a new art quilt hanging somewhere,
    Or a new art quilt exhibit coming together.
    You might find a fair with an army of volunteers
    To educate the public about art quilts,
    Or you might witness a group of people
    Painting and laughing and having fun
    As they test an idea for a class.
    You might even see a small piece
    That won a big prize, and changed history
    As we know it.

    Despite an ever busy schedule,
    Jamie smiles
    And shares about her daughter’s blog,
    Cooks a feast for many friends and family
    And opens an artful abode
    For all to enjoy.
    She finds time
    To care for a friend
    Who is recovering
    From surgery
    And to take care of other friends,
    Supporting them with their goals and dreams.

    She smiles
    And a once languishing
    Professional art group
    Comes to life and begins to grow
    And more people follow to help keep it alive.

    When Jamie smiles,
    Magic happens.
    What once was static
    Is alive with energy
    And reaches out to fill every space,
    Spilling over into the world,
    And fills it with color and joy.
    What was old
    Is suddenly new,
    And what was lost
    Is once again found.

    If you want to be safe
    If you don’t want things to change,
    Make sure you don’t come around
    When Jamie smiles!

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