The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest – Elergy

I won, I won, I won the terrible poetry contest this week. If you missed it check out all the entries here.


i got you out when it
was darker than the darkest
night, when the silence
wasn’t golden, it was burnt
like toast forgotten in the
toaster, when all stared at me
not perplexed, kind of,
mean, if you know what I mean,
mean like Mexican bean beans.

it was you that brought
sunlight to my life, that made me
feel accepted and perhaps
even like liked
it was you who made others
smile, not that kind of smile
when they are placating you,
but that kind of smile when they
think what you said was actually
a little bit funny

where are you now, where could
you be hiding … in a suitcase perhaps
perhaps, then it was the best
of times, but now it is the worst
of times, for you, I miss you oh
sense of humor who stood by me when
I couldn’t think of what to say but,
now you are gone, gone as in absent, perhaps
forever, forever, ever

Ok, the first person to guess and post in the comment what this is an elergy to will feature in the next terrible poem (I can almost hear the envy)

PS – Thanks to Chuck Dickens for the quote

© Deb Whittam 2019

The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest


Twittering Tales #136

Photo by NRD at Unsplash

Marcus knew what had happened the moment he entered the kitchen, the open fridge door was a dead giveaway.

For a moment he silently fumed and then he yelled out loud enough to wake the neighbours, “Puss, where are you, you lousy milk thief.”

The cat, as always, declined to respond.

(280 characters)

© Deb Whittam 2019


Twittering Tales #136

We All Like Free Stuff

Now I know we all like free stuff and I’m really pleased to announce that I have the opportunity for you right here.

The Crux Anthology will be officially six months old as of May 26th, 2019, and for the whole rest of this month we’ll be celebrating by giving away 250 free copies of the ebook version!

The Crux

You can get one of these FREE Six-month BOOK BIRTHDAY Ebook copies through BookFunnel:

Want to know a bit more, well Rachael from RR Publishing summerises this wonderful collection perfectly, so I’m going to borrow her words:

But some of you might be wondering what this book is all about

So let me give you a brief rundown:

  • The Crux Anthology started as the ASF Short Story Contest
  • The top 15 stories were included in the book
  • All proceeds from the purchase of The Crux Anthology are donated to Compassion International
  • Most of the stories are fantasy with a few great science fiction dashed throughout for good measure
  • There are sixteen authors included from around the world
  • All the stories are at most a PG-13 content value
  • You not only support these authors, but the donations from the sales go to Compassion International’s Where Most Needed Fund

Pretty great stuff, right?

Here on the website, we have a whole page dedicated to information about The Crux Anthology and its authors: Check it out – The Crux Anthology

If you’ve read the book and enjoyed any of the stories, it would help us out so much if you’d take the time to leave a review at your favorite retailer and/or Goodreads. It really makes a huge difference for the authors and the book! Your support is so appreciated, and we thank you for the time you’ve spent with us.

Do you have any questions about the book or for any of the authors? I’d love to answer your inquiries here, and I know the authors involved would love to do the same.

© Deb Whittam 2019

Have you read ….

I thought I would run a freebie for one of my books, so from Midnight (Pacific Time) on 12th to 17th of May you can download The Ramblings of a Grave Robber from Amazon.


This is a great fun book with a fiesty grave robber in a whole lot of trouble, so if you love a laugh check it out.

Of course, if you enjoy the book it would be appreciated if you’d take the time to leave a review at your favorite retailer and/or Goodreads. It really makes a huge difference.


© Deb Whittam 2019

50 Word Thursday #19


Doreen paused in the doorway of the room, overwhelmed by what she saw.  When she had applied for the position she had imagined majesty, orderliness and a sense of awe but this blew that notion to smithereens.

For a moment she hesitated but as she sensed a presence in the room she turned, bowing low to the ground, as she recognized the other.

“What do you call yourself?”  The fawn said at last and Doreen almost fainted, such a sweet voice it had!

“Doreen,” She replied, “It’s an honor to meet you.”

The fawn considered her for a moment, “If you could catalogue everything that would be fabulous.  Now that we have been announced the rightful rulers of earth we must decide what to do with your waste products.  Is it true that you work so you can have this trash?”

Doreen blinked, “I would be more than pleased to accept some of this trash as payment, your honor.”

The fawn blinked, “Take what you want, I’m going outside to graze.”

As the other departed Doreen smiled broadly, perhaps this hadn’t been her worst decision; she thought as she peered into the glass bookcase, how old was that Bible exactly?

© Deb Whittam 2019

50 Word Thursday #19

The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest – Superheroes


The sky is dark,
Ominously dark,
So dark that it could almost be night
But it isn’t.

The atmosphere is hostile
Crisply hostile
So hostile that the citizens hide indoors to be safe
They aren’t

Our villain
Handsomely evil
Oozes along the sidewalk seeking vengeance
Malignantly angry

Our hero
Vibrantly purposefully
Steps forth to meet his foe
Heroically brave

They clash
Wham, bam, POW
A kaleidoscope of color and action as they wrestle for dominance

© Deb Whittam 2019

The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest