Linda is the host of JusJoJan
Our prompt today ; Scraggly was given to us by; Cheryl of the Bag Lady.
No matter what I do
My scraggly neck screams out
It announces my age loud and clear
Whatever message my smooth skinned face gives
It’s belied by the turkey neck I try to hide
BWarren is the host of The Sunday Whirl
Her slim form was wrapped in a black cloak. It prevented the evening chill to reach her body. The hood covered her hair except a few tendrils which has escaped. An owl flew overhead and it’s cry startled her. But the wait was almost over, as she espied the yellow wolf eyes staring at her from the bushes. She gave a merry laugh and ran towards it. The wolf gradually changed its form and soon a handsome dark man came forward with a swagger to embrace her. They only got the chance to see each other when the moon was full. They were together till the sun up. Now she will wait a month till next full moon to satisfy the itch to meet her beloved.
A tiring trip to the mall
Ends in fatigue and aching feet
Gimme a cup of sweet strong tea
Or invite me to nap on your couch
I know it’s an egregious abuse of your hospitality
But my needs make me selfish and demanding
Shed some light on the reason for which
We scour the shops to find the best bargains
If I could torch all my ambitions to be
The best-dressed lady of my acquaintance
I could just count my zzzz and slumber on the mat
And never head to a store or mall again
In response to the following prompts;
Tea, Nap, Mat
Rory is the host of The really real you.
The Really You!
Season 1 – Game 13
Are you ageing gracefully?
I am not aging at all. In my mind I am still young so that means I am getting younger day by day. I like wearing bright colors, trendy clothes. I listen to the pop the young generation is listing to. But in my choice of food, I am completely grown up. I try to eat healthy. No fast food, pizzas or ice cream for me!
But seriously, age is a number you have assigned to yourself. I try to feel as I am, not as I should according to my age.
When younger than you are now, did you ever wish yourself older and did you wonder how well you might be faring?
Nopes! I might have written this before that I live in the moment. When I was younger, I was engrossed in my life real and imaginary and never thought how I will be when older. But one thing that I must say, at a younger age, 58 seemed awfully old. But now that I am 58 since November, it doesn’t seem old at all. I guess as I achieve new milestones in age, they will keep on getting younger.
I will be a young 80 year old!!!
Halve your current age today and thinking back to that younger half age if you were to write a note you other older half of life as a heads up, what would you say?
At age of 29 I had two kids and expecting my third one. I would tell myself to relax and wait for the time when all the anxieties of young age will smooth out into the sublime acceptance of mature age.
Kristian is the host of 50 Words Thursday this week .
So, now to this week’s challenge:
- Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
- The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50-word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
- Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
- HAVE FUN!
So here is the picture for this week:
“… after that, he had to make his way all down the parade to the West Pier” – Brighton Rock, Graham Greene.
Rows of tiny shacks at the beach looked deserted. And why not, it was winter after all. The time for him was perfect. He forced open the lock in the nearest hut and hit the stash of drugs there . after that, he had to make his way all down the parade to the West Pier, where he already had a couple of buyers lined up. He wanted to make sure that they weren’t undercover cops before he showed them the merchandise. But he was arrested just outside the door. The cops had him in their sight for a long time.
Word count; 100
Paula is the host of Thursday Inspiration
This week’s theme is boots and the picture is below. Here is the song snippet from “These Boots Are Made for Walking” recorded by Nancy Sinatra in 1966:
These boots are made for walking
And that’s just what they’ll do
One of these days these boots are gonna
Walk all over you
Image from the Happy Color app.
Don’t step over my heart in your fancy boots
I have feelings too, if you care to remember
This fragile ego is easily shattered so please
Take care not to break it into million pieces
If loving me is not possible for you
Don’t leave me with feelings of hatred for you
Linda is the host of JusJoJan
Our prompt today is;
Humor, Given to us by Sadje
Thank you, Linda, for choosing my Prompt! 🙏🤗😃
I feel humor is my life-line
It saves my life from dreariness
It brightens my days when I feel overwhelmed
Many painful moments can be driven away
When a light and sparkling comment is heard
In my own way, I have learned that
A smile is a better weapon than a frown or grimace
When we are facing stark realities in life
Dear friends, in the memory of our dear Hélène I have decided to continue this challenge. I will post a new challenge on 12:00 am PST, every Monday morning.
You can write a post on your blog and create a ping back to link to the original post.
Write an original story, poem or a caption.
You have six days to respond to the Prompt.
I will try to reblog your response on my blog.
There is no limit to words or format but keep it family friendly.
I will do a round up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.
Please tag your responses with #Whatdoyousee
Does this picture inspires you to write something?
Image credit; Pixabay
Waiting eagerly for your responses.
Thanking you all for joining in this prompt.
With reality abutting on our life
In all it’s sadness and ugliness
The need to keep alive the beauty of dreams
Is the foremost requirement to my mind
I ply these wondrous and sweet images
To keep the hope and optimism alive
All these wonderful bloggers took part in the Challenge this week. My heartfelt thanks to you all who participated in this prompt this week.
And to all those who read, commented and shared the posts.
Christine of Stine writing
Sa of Cultural Shocks
I do run
I will be posting next week’s prompt in a little while.