here's what I came up with...

For the first prompt, see if you can guess which rule I am breaking...

Deer Diarie:
Evr snc Bennny dyed Iy spel thengs rong. Eye wint too de suppermarkit wit ahy lest: molk, bred, grap jous, Ahreeoh cookys, end terkie brestz. Iye thot et wood ees mye pane, butt eye cryed whin tey wer oute ov deh Ahreeoohz. Sew ey crid mi waey hom nd feel a slip reeding mey dictionary.

Haha.. this is fun to read aloud. It really makes you think of the construction of spelling and correctness... at least it did for me. :)

For the second prompt, I did this...

The Lighted Bridge

I am the lighted bridge in the photo on my blog.

I stretch naked across the black skyline, resting my head on grey earth, extending my pointed toes across the cobblestone path.

I am decorated, painted, lit up as the night creeps onto me.

Billions of bulbs like stars adorn my body outline each curve, bump, expose my flesh in the white light.

I am awakened by the splash of black waters from below, encasing my skin, seeping into my bones, slipping from an erect hand.

My body is traveled, I am exposed, cut into, broken to pieces.

I am the lighted bridge you walk across to get to the coffee shop, the laundry mat, the office.

I am the lighted bridge you kick at, trip on, spit your gum onto.

I am the lighted bridge you take.