Red Bulb
A Twittle & a Red Writing Prompt

Red Bulb
An ordinary heart, Sacred like yours A little bruised, but loved and wrapped in cabbage leaves Red bulb Thrives in warmth
Winter makes me strange. I think it is because most of my energy goes into keeping the grey from stealing the days from me. I dream of red. Red, like London buses, or the balloon in that grey Paris movie. I don't mean far-away red, just red that defies the seeping fingers of grey.
And Desire Red. The red of dreams powerful enough to hold me together when all I want to do is be scattered.
What colors hold you?
Red — Ok, any color writing prompt
Tell me the color of your true heart. In any form. Red be blessed, but I know you’re most likely in glorious Summer right now, so orange and yellow be welcome. Green, always. Blue, indigo, and violet, how could they not be dreamed of? Pick a color and write something. And if you want, submit it here.
Yep, I’m thinking of a hatful of pieces, of all the colors of the rainbow. About any thoughts on each color. Just include a striking picture, because I’m kinda into making pins at the moment.
If you’re not a writer with Self-Crafted, read this to see if it’s a fit for you, then email me with a draft link.
Write a few colors if you can't pick just one, but for now, I’ll only be publishing one piece per writer per week, so make it, you know… special.
And I will hold it with care.
Lori Lamothe, William J Spirdione; thinking of you.
PS- Any pieces relating to ‘craft’ or ‘self’ still being invited as normal (but again, one piece per week per writer).
The Poem, ‘Red Bulb’ is a ‘Twittle’
Yep, exactly one hundred (alphabetical) characters in a four-line micro poem. The picture above, is so you don't have to take my word for it — there are exactly one hundred letters. And also, I just like the look of the gridded letters too. I think it looks kind of magical.
Here's another good-looking twittle by Mia Verita. I love it because its meta:
And if you’re like me, and like to know where things come from — in this post, Carolyn Hastings, the Queen (inventor and champion) of Twittles herself, explains their origins:
Thank you, beautiful reader.






