A Quatrain poem about something falling out of the sky/hitting a car. Writer's Cramp entry |
once upon a cold and dreary Christmas Eve I found myself with a momentary reprieve so I visited a cozy nearby cafe and ordered my usual vanilla latte caffeine in hand, I returned to my car then glanced up and saw a bright shooting star it passed overhead and shot right on by with the sound of... jingling bells? up in the sky upon closer inspection the “shooting star” became clearer it was actually a sleigh with a red-nosed reindeer steerer! as it faded into the distance I heard a great THUNK and looked to my car, which now sported dents in the trunk I checked out the damage and it was extensive the body work alone would be quite expensive detritus of milk and cookies was scattered around candy cane and chocolate bits could also be found I stared down in shock at the damage that had been wrought and struggled to come to terms with a small nagging thought as much as we all loved that big jovial lug was it also possible that Santa was a careless litter bug? ------------------------------ 20 lines / 182 words Form: Quatrain (aabb, ccdd, etc. rhyme scheme) Prompt: A man had to wait for his wife, and sat down on a bench. A police officer came, and started a conversation. He sat down beside the man, and told him: "Once upon a Christmas Eve, I was waiting for my coffee, standing outside my car. All of a sudden, something fell from the sky. My car got hit by...." (you fill in what happens here) Originally written for "The Writer's Cramp" and "I Write in 2018" . |