The other day, a friend on Instagram posted a picture of a flower, and asked if anyone thought that it could be possible to claim the bloom as a writing buddy. I thought, half-jokingly, Some of my best friends are potted in my terrace garden. Aloud, I typed, “My entire garden is [my writing buddy]. They are fantastic listeners!”
When I started wondering about a theme for this month’s Pantry of Prose, that exchange
(and my slightly selfish desire to read tales narrated by plants)
came to mind. So, my beloved Poets and Storytellers, for
today’s prompt, I invite you to write a new short or essay or article (in 313 words or
fewer), from the point of view of a tree.
As a secondary option, you have the choice of taking one of your old poems and turning it into a new short story (in 313 words or fewer).
If you can’t think of anything, feel free to use my photo (a tree with a heart-shaped scar carved into its bark) and/or the following quote, (from The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate—Discoveries from a Secret World, by Peter Wohlleben) as inspiration: “without bark [a] tree cannot transport sugar from its leaves to its roots. As the roots starve, they shut down their pumping mechanisms, and because water no longer flows through the trunk up to the crown, the whole tree dries out”
Please let us know which option you’ve chosen to story-tell.
This prompt will remain open until Tuesday. Only one entry per participant. Visit other storytellers. Delight in the words of trees.
A wee note in red (for visitors and veterans): I adore poetry, but the Pantry of Prose is for prose (meaning, short stories, essays, articles, slice of life). So, with my deepest apologies, links to poems will be deleted.
A late note: the topic for the next Midweek Motif is “Plastic Bags”.