Tuesday Writing Prompt- I miss you

Devereaux Frazier is the host of Tuesday Writing Prompt

Today’s prompt: End a piece of prose or poetry with the phrase “I miss you”


I dream of you sometimes

Imagining my self with you

Talking and sharing things from my life

Taking advice and pearls of wisdom

Giving warm hugs and holding your hand


It’s been so long that you left me

That I don’t even remember how it all felt

You are gone but not your memory

Mom, I miss you!




Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 136 – I am always right!

Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.


Anyway, the prompt is to pick up any one line (mention which one have you picked) or gist of the whole piece, if you can make sense of it, and base your piece on it.

Good luck!

Would I care to be right?If life was not finiteIf I’d the luxury of eternityto let it be naturally provedthat I’ve always been right…

beliefs and perspectiveswindowless walls between usblock insights – so much so, thatyou revel in pleasures of darknessbottling and imprisoning light

the beheaded boatsmansinks with the boatmessenger from afarcarrying a crumpled noteAll is not well, all is not right..

But I’d always been rightHe should not have ventured this far…He risked his life for a cause inaneA carrier of ignorance, misguidedBy those who think they’re right


I have taken my inspiration from the overall message of the poem, I am always right!

What a curse my soul has to bear

The burden of knowing more than anyone else

The onus of being the only one with knowledge

One wise head counseling all the others

If they don’t prosper, following my advice

The fault is theirs, never mine

It’s their stupidity that lands them in trouble

Not my sagacious wisdom or suggestions

It is indeed a revelation to me after a lifetime

Of believing that I knew best, that I knew it all

That I was as fallible as any other human

Alas! I was wrong all along to think

That I am always right




Fandango Friday Flashback- The poem

I am sharing this poem from 22 May, 2019 as a part of Fandango Friday Flashback. I hope you enjoy it.

I have written quite a number of poems on different prompts. This one is not one of them.

I see out of the open door

The dawn is just breaking 

Birds are singing their good morning song

There is a light breeze stirring 

It’s going to be a good day

I can say so, because I will try to make it so

Life begins anew, every morning 

We can begin to change ourselves 

Each day is an opportunity to follow what our heart desires 

Let’s not stagnate and stall

Take the challenge it’s throwing 

Be in charge and live, live not exist, not survive 

But live


Eugi’s Weekly Prompt- Cherish

Eugenia is the host of Eugi’s Causerie

Your Weekly Prompt – Cherish – May 18, 2020.


There is a wealth of worldly assets that are important to us

But though money and things have their place in our lives

They may not give us the pleasure we expect from them

If our heart is heavy and the burden of discontent weighs us down

What I cherish most in my life is that treasure known as peace of mind

Without my inner soul being in equilibrium, I cannot enjoy anything

I crave my inner peace and want it to encompass all the facets

Of my existence, so that the zen and the tranquility reigns supreme



The joy of being 10

You can guess that this post is about my ten years old grandson.

He has boundless energy and hops, skips, and runs to whatever place he is going. When we go for our daily walks, he often sprints ahead and then comes back to join me in my sedentary walk. Though I have improved my pace considerably, walking with him.

I love the optimism of youth. He looks at things quite pragmatically and is mostly upbeat about things. A word of criticism would pull him down momentarily but he bounces back pretty quickly.

Last Sunday I gave him a haircut. His hair is very thick and grows like weeds. And going to a barber is out of the question these days. He was patient with me, not making any objections to the amateurish haircut. And didn’t break down when I accidentally wiped away one sideburn completely with the new clipper. I had to do the other one too, to balance out things and he took it like a champ.

I wish I had half his energy and all of his naivety. He is so trusting and free from cynicism.

I love him to bits.

(Photos are from my daily walks)

Thanks for reading


Stream Of Consciousnesses Saturday 16 May 2020

Linda is the host of Stream Of Consciousnesses Saturday

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “want.” Make the word “want” the first, second, or third word of your post. Have fun!

2019-2020 SoCS Badge by Shelley! https://www.quaintrevival.com/


My wants are numerous, my needs just a few

I spend my life running after what I want

Ignoring my needs to the point of blatant neglect

What is the difference you may ask

I need things that keep me, body and mind healthy

I need nourishment for both to prosper

I need enlightenment to feed my deprived soul

I need hope, joy, light, and an open mind to see

I don’t need to fulfill all that I want

Because it just distracts me for what I really need

The wants for more

The want for latest

The want to be the richest, cleverest, or prettiest

All are the trappings which I try to acquire

To hide my shriveled soul behind

The soul that is dying because I don’t look after it’s needs



Daily Prompts- Hunger

Alimentation for the poor is a challenge

A few would take on with grace and determination

Most would create a hype for the media

And leave it cold turkey once spotlight shifts

They want a way to earn a place in history books?

But won’t do something genuine and lasting

Why not create a legacy for generations to follow

By planning a durable solution to the problems

Feed those in need, provide clothe and shelter too

Think beyond now, think beyond I, me and mine

In response to the following prompts;




Media, Way, Cold



Word of the day Challenge;







Tale Weaver #274 – An Enchanted Place – May 7th

Michael is the host of Tale Weaver


This week write about an Enchanted Place be it real or imaginary.

Go have fun I look forward to your Enchanted Places.


There’s a place that I visit often

In my mind

In my imagination

It’s a place where life is joy

Where there is no hunger or pain of deprivation

There is equality for all, justice for all

The color of skin doesn’t matters

The religion and race are all at par

Where I can say my mind and you’d listen

As I would with an open heart when you talk

Some call it a fool’s paradise

But to me, it’s a place I dream of

A place I’d like our world to be like one day




Daily Prompts- Is this okay?

With disbelief, we renounce the acts

Committed by those we refuse to acknowledge

As a part of our humanity, our brethren

They commit such abhorrent crimes that

Break our hearts and destroy our faith in them

But they are a part of us, of the hate we harbor

Of double standards that we accept as the norms

Isn’t it the time we draw new outlines of acceptable

Burst this limp bubble of so-called human failings

And install laws of just and equitable treatment

For one and all, for white and colored, for me and you


(This post was inspired by Laura’s post. I was shocked, to say the least by what had become quite common)

In response to the following prompts;




Double, Disbelief, Burst





Word of the day Challenge;








Daily Prompts- Say it with a smile

Say it with a smile and a twinkle in your eyes

Nothing to disturb your equanimity or poise

Wake up in the morning with anticipation and joy

Be hard-headed not hard hearted and indifferent

It is an ongoing process where we learn how to

The education is priceless and indeed a must

Your world will resound with laughter and applause

When you spread happiness and peace around

In response to the following prompts;




Ham, Wake, Son





Word of the day Challenge;