meditating with the Buddha Cat on a quiet January Night on Capitol Hill |
A Quiet January Night 26 lines Sam Adams Was at home On a quiet January Night. Snowbound In his Capitol Hill Row house, Down the street from Lincoln Park In the heart of DC. All in all Sam felt at peace With the world. Having accepted As he was getting older, And having reconciled With his long-estranged siblings. He was playing the piano While his cat The Buddha Cat Was lost in his cat verse Deep in meditation. Soon he put on some Buddha bar meditation music And joined the cosmic cat In mediation. There is a new prompt up in "The Writer's Cramp" - and if you write the best story or poem (and follow all of the rules) you just might win 10,000 GPs. " WINNER & NEW PROMPT Due Sunday January 21" 16 hours 40 minutes 35 seconds Please use the following as the Title of your story or poem: "A Quiet January Night" Please select "Spiritual" as one of your genres. Make sure you create a new static item for your entry, and include your word count for stories (1000 words or less) or a line count for poems (40 lines or less) IN your forum post with the b-item link to your entry in order to be a qualified entry. |