Mother calls me a scatterbrain and a daydreamer. She doesn’t understand how it feels to be me, wanting to fly on the wind with shimmering wings when I’m tethered to house and garden.
I have so many chores, I don’t have time to read or finish writing the story Miss Thomas set for homework, about what it’s like to flourish as a seed. “I was shot out the back end of a blue jay when, heedless, she flew over the meadow,” is how I began, but Mother said it was inappropriate and I have to start again.
When I grow up, I want to be a writer. I’ll have a desk and a laptop, lots of little notebooks and pens I’ll carry in the big pockets of my jacket, for when I’m out and about, exploring the world, and I’ll never do chores again.
Kim M. Russell, 14th April 2025

This Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub we are writing Prosery, a very short piece of prose with a limit of 144 words, which tells a story with a beginning, middle and end, in any genre of our choice. Our host is Sanaa, and she has chosen a line from a poem by Lisa Bellamy, which must be included somewhere in our stories. As ever, we may change punctuation but we are not allowed to insert words in the quotation.
I admit, I had not heard of Lisa Bellamy, so I was glad that Sanaa included background information and a link to the poem, ‘Wild Pansy’, from which she took the line:
“As a seed, I was shot out the back end of a blue jay when, heedless, she flew over the meadow.”
Tricky!
This is gorgeously rendered, Kim! It is like this for so many people who are creative. I remember avoiding chores and being a daydreamer when I was a little kid.
Thank you so much for writing to the prompt ❤️❤️
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Thank you, Sanaa. The prompt was tricky, but worth it!
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Kim, I can imagine you as this child. Born to create.
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Thanks so much, Lisa!
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You’re welcome, my friend.
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I love this… to be a writer, and only do what you need (in which case chores are not chores any longer)
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I think I’ve finally got there, Björn!
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A poignant little tale of humble beginnings, very nicely scribed
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Thanks very much, Ain.
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a beautiful daydream realised
BRAVO!!!
much♡love
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Thank you, Gillena. Much love to you!
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At least she didn’t call you a bird brain!
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True!
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Very cute and well placed with the poetry line. Well done.
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Thank you, Stew.
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My report card from school always said I don’t pay attention in class, I’m a dreamer (but otherwise a good student)!
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I think poets are in a class of their own!
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I love it, Kim. You captured the little girls’ thoughts very well. I wonder who she could be!! :>)
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Thanks Dwight! 🥰
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You are very welcome!
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That’s a beautiful dream for a child to have. Brilliantly done, Kim!
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Thank you, Jay.
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You have a writer-in-the-making there, Kim. She sure knows how to grab attention from the get go. Perfect lines to begin a story. And Mom will learn to love her stellar first lines too. I know. Wonderful. Thanks.
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Thank you, Selma!
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I loved this! It perfectly explains a writer’s dilemma. Between interruptions and critics, it’s a wonder that we can ever express ourselves. 😉😂
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Thank you, Susan!
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I think perhaps a writer/poet has to quickly do the chores, in order to be able to sit and write! Delightfully true words in your prosery, Kim! 😀
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Thank you, Carol!
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That was awesome, Kim! I also hated doing chores and would much prefer to write.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you, Yvette, and wouldn’t we all!
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Kim, I love how vividly you channel a child’s imaginative voice here—playful, rebellious, and brimming with longing!
~David
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Thank you, David!
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