Greetings, word lovers. Are you having a decent week? My week has been… interesting. There has been a considerable amount of unpleasantness: I had a COVID-19 scare. But there has been a lot of good, too: I didn’t have to wait too long to find out that I was negative for the virus, and the fever and coughing that began the whole mess are almost gone. Also, I just watched a female woodpecker deal with a blue jay that has been terrorizing any bird that even glances at my bird feeder. The jay hasn’t fully stopped its bullying tactics, but at least it’s being behaving itself when the woodpecker is near (and she doesn’t seem to be leaving any time soon). All blessings start small, right?
Speaking of awesome birds, today’s prompt came to mind after I read C. Sandlin’s poem, “Telling Stories”, which was inspired by a photo of a woman and an owl. I remember reading “I swallow screams for dinner”, and thinking, I bet that line can hatch all sorts of word-yumminess. So, for our Weekly Scribblings #33, I invite you to write new poetry or prose which includes the phrase “swallow screams for dinner”. Feel free to change the verb’s tense, but the rest of the phrase should remain intact.
Please, add the direct link to your new poetry or prose to Mr. Linky. One entry per participant. If you go with prose, do keep the count to 369 words or fewer. This prompt shall remain open for a week. So, we have time to share and to delight in each other’s work. We are using Chrissa’s line with her permission (Thank you bunches, Chrissa!). So, let’s not forget to giver her proper credit.