I had a sonnet idea relating two Big Tent prompts and Robert Brewer’s third PAD prompt, but it stubbed its toes on useless weight.

So here’s a little frivolity from Big Tent’s “Write about making a phone call” prompt:

Eight interruptions immediately appear
Six seconds into my fingers’ dance.
Seven of them really don’t matter.

Five bursts of voltage pulse a
Three lettered FXO sitting beside a bed.
Oh, um, hello?
Nine times out of ten, I chicken out.

And NaPoWriMo.net has an interesting little toy: pwoermds!

• theraptathesaurus: helping, terrifiying, and creating together
• windgoes: as in those shuttered windgoes
• quadrambling: which I want to use sometime