Weekend Writing Prompt #304: This weekend your challenge is to write a poem or a piece of prose in exactly 37 words using the word “Mail”.
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Remember the time we wrote letters
Then waited for the mail to bring their response
A family member away from home or a friend in another city
Received specially adorned letter written from the heart
Remember when?
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Word count; 37
In response to WWP- Mail, hosted by Sammi Cox
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Looking in the mirror I see my father’s eyes
Looking inside my heart I remember daddy’s lessons
Feeling his loss, I write a song for dad, honoring him
He is gone from my life almost twenty years now
But I still carry him in my being with his DNA embedded into mine
I adjust my thoughts, my behavior always thinking, ‘What will he say’
If I ever fall short of the high standards he ingrained in me
The way to show my respect, to honor my father, I believe
Is to be the daughter he would have been proud of, had he seen me now
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Written for dVerse poetics. Today Punam is the host. Write about fathers, incorporating at least three titles from those given below.
1. Dance with my father: Luther Vandross
2. Song for dad: Keith Urban
3. My father’s eyes: Eric Clapton
4. Papa don’t preach: Madonna
5. Daddy lessons: Beyonce and Dixie Chicks
6. Color him father: The Winstons
7. Daddy could swear, I declare: Gladys Knight and the Pips
8. Baby father: Sade
9. My old man: Mac Demarco
10. Father to son: Queen
11. Papa, can you hear me?: Barbara Streisand
12. Daddy’s hands: Holly Dunn
13. My father’s house: Bruce Springsteen
14. Papa don’t take no mess: James Brown
15. Your daddy loves you: Gil Scot-Heron
Written for dVerse poetics- In the name of father, hosted by Punam this week.
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Respond to this Friday Faithfuls challenge by writing about Saint Patrick’s Day, or by going with anything else that you think fits
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My first grandchild, a boy was born on March 17, 2010. We, my husband and myself, became grandparents for the first time and his birthdays is always celebrated with lot of enthusiasm and excitement.
It was only when we came to America, that I came to know the significance of March 17 for the rest of the western world. While everyone celebrates Saint Patrick’s Day on March 17th, we celebrate our grandson’s birthday and becoming grandparents!
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In response to MLMM- Friday Faithfuls, hosted by Jim
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I searched my pockets, my bag but it wasn’t there
A hanky I knew I had kept for emergencies, handy
Disappointed, I felt I had to resort to using paper napkin
For this auspicious occasion, just something disposable
I wiped my streaming tears and running nose discreetly
Stowed away the soiled napkin in a corner of my pocket
The handkerchief that I had hoped to use to treasure this occasion
Was left ironed and folded on my dressing table, forlorn
On my daughter’s wedding, I had no memento to record
The joyful tears of a mother witnessing her precious child’s foray
Into the wedded bliss, leaving her parent’s home forever
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In response to W3, hosted by David
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March 13, 2023, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a place where children once played. It can be a field, a playground, or any place that attracted children to play. But now it is empty. Abandoned. Go where the prompt leads!
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March/April 2020.
We were on strict lockdown, the schools and universities were closed. All stores except grocery stores were closed. The kids were not allowed to play outside. Their playgrounds looked deserted, abandoned.
At some places, a tape was circling the entire complex so that kids don’t try to take slides or ride the merry-go-round.
Everyday, while walking I’d see the tape broken and sometimes even small children with their mom on the swings. They’d disregard the notices of warning and would sneak in for a bit of fun.
It was a tough time, especially for the young kids!
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Word count; 99
Written for 99 Word Story, hosted by Charli Mills
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Today is my late Father’s birthday. If he were alive he would have turned 93!
I’m sure that most people have the highest regard and respect for their parents. My respect for my late father is even more so because he took up the responsibility of raising us three siblings when our mom passed away and was always there for us. He was a two-in-one parent, a mother, and a father in one.
He had a delightful sense of humor, I don’t remember being scolded by him for all the misadventures I had, and he would smile or laugh out loud at some of my bloopers. I got my love of reading and poetry from him. He loved to quote us verses from famous Urdu poets like Ghalib and Iqbal.
He always showed us how to be, by example. Kind and humble, polite, and ever-caring for everyone around him. He had complete faith in his religious beliefs and Almighty Allah. He was the reason that I too developed such a strong faith.
To remember him I want to share this quote;
I have always looked up to my dad. I wanted to be as kind, caring, and just as he was. I was very lucky to have a father like him.
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Kerfe’s prompt guidelines;
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My beloved city boasts of a canal running through its entire length in a curving line, following its contours. When days were younger and people were not that plenty, the road running parallel to the canal was often deserted in the hot summer afternoons, save people, especially children who had no air conditioning, or access to a swimming pool would like to swim in the not so clean water of the canal. They’d streak across the road, its hot surface burning their bare feet and take a running jump into the canal water. Now we have a population of around 12 million and people are more affluent, but on summer afternoons, your eyes will meet the same sight as they did 30-40 years ago!
Hot deserted roads
Squeals of children jumping
In muddy water
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In response to W3 # 43, hosted by David
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February 13, 2023, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a smear of jam. Is it across a slice of toast, a white shirt, or something unexpected? The jam could be the focus or detail that ads a twist. Who are the characters with the jam and where are they situated in space and time? Go where the prompt leads!
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My grandmother was an accomplished cook. She would cook delicious food daily, but what I remember most about her was the preserves, pickles, and jams she used to make with seasonal fruits.
Orange marmalade, apple jam, plum jelly, and guava jam were her specialties. I’d often stand with her when she was making the jams. she’d show me how to test for the readiness of the mixture.
“Put a smear of the jam on a plate and drag your finger through it. If the two parts remain separate, your jam is ready to be bottled”!
I do miss her!
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Word count; 99
Written for 99 Word Story, hosted by Charli Mills
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You gave me unconditional love
From the day I was born to the day you died
You held my hand lovingly, while I leaned to walk
Listened to my childhood babble as I learned to talk
My hopes, ambitions and dreams all found a confidant in you
You empowered me, gave me the confidence to be me
Your faith and trust in me gave me the strength to face life
It was your unconditional love that made me what I am today
How deeply indebted to you I am, Father!
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Written in response to; Moonwashed Musings Weekly Prompt – Lovingly – February 7, 2023, hosted by Eugenia
Also included; dVerse prompt; Write a poem about a special gift you have received at some time in your life, hosted by Ingrid
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Rory has asked us a few more questions;
What is the weirdest fact you know?
I know a lot of medical fact, some trivia about people in showbiz and other useless facts. But can I recall even one at this moment; Nopes!
Which meal is your favorite: breakfast, lunch, or dinner?
Right now I just have small snacks and they can’t be classified as meals. Perhaps the one snack I like most is in the morning, for I can have a few sips of tea or coffee with it.
What do you enjoy most about your blog?
I love writing my posts. Getting inspired by different prompts and responding to them makes my creative juices flow. The second best is reading the blogs of those who I follow, and of course reading the comments on my blog.
What are you passionate about outside of writing?
I like to see society treat everyone justly. I am quite vocal about the issues people are facing all over the world. While I don’t/ can’t take any actions practically regarding these matters, I like to raise awareness through my writing and when I interact with people who are receptive to such topics.
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