What do you see # 172- 6 February 2023

Welcome back to another WDYS prompt


  • You can write a post on your blog and create a pingback to link to the original post.
  • Write an original story, poem or a caption.
  • There is no limit to words or format but keep it family-friendly.
  • If you post a response before next Sunday, I will be able to add it to my roundup post.
  • I will do a round-up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.
  • It is always helpful if you can give your post/story/poem a title.
  • Paste a link of your post in the comments section so that I don’t miss anyone in the roundup post.

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Does this picture inspire you to write something?

Photo credit; Greg Nunes @ Unsplash

For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a set of three blue artificial mushrooms planted in a grassy area. These are all of different sizes.

Waiting eagerly for your responses.

Thanking you all for joining this prompt.




WDYS # 171 -A Roundup post

An image of; Not All There – The Enigmatic
Sculptures of Bruno Catalano

I was made aware of this artist by Beth who posted about it here



Traveling to find luck

Leaving so much of themselves behind

Hard work and labor taking its toll

Even when they attain their goals

They feel incomplete, torn

Life not settled anywhere

Where is home they ask

We are immigrants

Citizens of nowhere


Fantastic entries again this week in response to this image. Please click on the links to read the contributions of our lovely participants.

Cindy; In comments; We’re made of iron, steel and mostly water. Together we stand in heart and soul as the ocean waves swim right through us and we dream of better tomorrows! 💞.

Reena; Is this liberation

Kittyverses; I walk

The Inkdrop; Summat’s missing

David; Stubborn hope or weary despair

Mason; Eternal journey

Maria; Missing parts

Keith; The middleman

Destiny; #Look#

Eugenia; Without purpose

Echoes of the soul; Me not me

Jim; Soulless and hollow

Susi; Pieces

Angela; What do you see?

Artie and Stu; Left behind

Kunjal; The happy prince

Shashi; Life in a nutshell

Nova; What do you see # 171

Suzette; Seaside life

Ken; Dis-arming seaside erasure

Sangeetha; Along the way

Greg; A reckoning

Fandango; Hollow man

Sandy; Here & yon & back again

Irma; Broken hearted

Lesley; Hollow man by the sea

Aboli; The despondent voyager

Indira; Workaholic

Jules; Disjointed

Cagedunn; A combo effect

Hammad; Moving along

Michnavs; Father

Grace; Incomplete

I am grateful to all those who have read, shared and commented on these posts.

I will be posting next week’s challenge on Monday at 12:00 pm, PKT.

Thanks for reading.




Sunday Poser # 118

Welcome back to another Sunday Poser

This week my question is;

Do you think how we turn out is in our control?

This question has always intrigued me. Some say we become like our parents who raised us ( nurture) and some believe that it’s what we have inherited ( nature). My personal opinion is that it is perhaps both and yet had a third element added to it; Our effort!

We may have inherited traits from our biological parents, and picked up habits from those who were around us more when we were growing up, but it also matters what we want to become.

And to my way of thinking, this is the most deliberate and important part of who and what we become. Some people don’t try to achieve this independence while others strive hard for it. And this I think is the ultimate criterion of what we become in life.

What are your views on this topic? Are we what we are made to be or are we what we make of ourselves?

Please share your thoughts in the comments section or you can write your own post and link it to this one so that I can find it.

As usual, thanks of visiting and reading.



The unwritten story

What is written in your book and what remains unwritten?


I am 61

I would think that most of what needs to be written in my book has already been written, but life is unpredictable. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? I don’t know what new adventures I will embark upon tomorrow?

Life is unpredictable, unexpected

Our plans are just writing in the sand

The waves of time and events erase them

Writing new words there, sometimes exciting

Some adventurers yet to come our way

Happy or woeful day yet to be lived

My wish for the future is simple

May I survive my days with grace

And depart from this world with

A smile on my face and contentment

In my heart


In response to Tranquil Thursday, hosted by Maggie



Q and A with Rory

Another set of Questions from Rory

Have you learned anything new about your personality that you didn’t know beforehand whilst on your blogging journey?

With blogging I’ve discovered not one but many things about myself;

I can write poetry

I can write fiction

I can overcome my shy personality and make many friends online, from all over the world. My blogging friends are kind, friendly and very welcoming.

What are your last thoughts of the night before you turn your lights off, ready to sleep?

These days I usually drift off to sleep quickly when I turn off the lights. If it doesn’t happen quickly, I have many thoughts like some blogging ideas, or I think about my kids and family. I usually recite verses from the holy Quran before sleeping.

What is the most ridiculous thing you have ever heard anyone say, write, or blog about?

I don’t think I should judge people on what they choose to say, write, or blog about. What May feel ridiculous to me may be important to them.

What can you do today that you were not capable of a year ago?

Last year my left foot was giving me lots of pain. I couldn’t walk more than 10 minutes before it would become hard for me to continue. Now after the surgery I had in June, I’ve started to walk and am trying to regain my stamina for walking 4-5 miles daily. These days I can walk for 45 minutes at a stretch and can do 4 miles a day. I hope to increase it to my former level.



Where did the chill went?

WQ #5: February 1: CHILLY AIR

WEDNESDAY QUOTES Logo by Donna @ Retirement Reflections

Let a chilly quote inspire you to share your cold experiences and photos, or write a chilly story, or poem, Feel free to borrow my photos this week if they help you feel a twinge of chill.

A winter sunset

When February arrives, we know that spring is not far behind

We dream of putting away our woolies and think of flowers ready to bloom

The angle of the sun is changing and the morning light seems different now

Just a few more chilly days and then we’ll welcome spring

I want to walk outside early in the morning but it’s still cold so I only venture out to check the temperature and to take a few pictures of the sunrise. Our weather changes so rapidly at the end of winter that we jump directly from being quite cold to “ I need to turn on the fan” weather. So whatever is left of cold weather, we should savor.

We are lucky to have all four seasons where we live. Each season comes with its own beauty. The winter season is followed by spring. Spring gives way to summer and autumn follows summer. All are welcomed with a sigh of relief as it brings a much-awaited change. In fact, my favorite season is the changing season!

Written for; WQ #5- Chilly air, hosted by Marsha



February Poetry Challenge- Tanka for a loved one

The Challenge;

Your February challenge is to write a tanka poem about a dear person or companion animal

Write a tanka poem in English or Spanish about a dear person or pet in English or Spanish. Tanka format is five unrhymed lines, syllable count; 5-7-5-7-7. Deadline: Sunday, February 5, noon CST (GMT-6). G-rated please. If you are a blogger, please publish your poem on your website with the hashtag #ffpoemapop and link to this page by Feb. 5


I love him, no doubt

While Sitting comfortably

In cozy silence

Words deemed unnecessary

Heart speaks to heart quietly


Written for February Poetry Challenge, hosted by Rebecca



Breaking free- In search of Perfection

Obsession for perfection

Leads you down the garden path

Wasting precious moments of our limited time

Spending mental facilities already strained

Why not break free from this self-created trap

Give up the desire to be perfect, be acceptable

Believe me your life will be much happier


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “perfection.’” Use it any way you like. Enjoy!

In response to Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday



Time; our friend or enemy

Each take is unique, and that is the beauty of a writing prompt. It takes each one of us on a different trail”

The hands of the clock

Revolve and come back

But the time flows

In one direction only

Like a river the waters of which

Never pass a point again

Lovers meet, embrace and separate

Time decides where,when, and how

Time is the important quotient

In the equation of life

The rise and fall of people

All depends on where they stand

In relation to ever-passing time


Written in response to RXC 266, hosted by Reena



Gossip girls

Women whisper at a table in a crowd
This week’s photo is credited to Fill1970 on Pixabay

It depicts two women seated at a table in a restaurant or at a gathering with one telling the other a secret. People mill about in the background.


Tall claims, or obstinate views

Grind on my nerves because of their fallacy

The evening enjoyment is bound to be ruined

When one is faced with the harrowing prospect

Of listening to gossip about everyone present

Spare someone you ask, perhaps your best friend?

Oh no, I have the juiciest titbit about her, you’re informed!


claim | obstinate | grind | harrowing | bound

Written in response to FFFC # 204, hosted by Paula this week.

Also included Greg’s blog 5 word weekly