WDYS # 145 -A Roundup post

The canvas of life is blank at the start

We carve our path, our design on it as we grow

Some people offer us love and support

Other award us harsh criticism and judgment

Everything serves a purpose as we move along

The finished painting at the end is a result of

Both the good and the bad we have faced

Never be afraid to paint your own canvas!


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

Michnavs; On a Monday

David; Impulse or impotence

Gal of words; The voice of imagination

Maria; The art

Ramya; Masterpiece

Benjamin; Sometimes in July

Echoes of the soul; Masterpiece

Susi; An invitation

Reena; Con

Myrna; It’s alive

Jim; Love fades

Cognac project; Dimensions

Sandy; Beckoning

Michael; Barry

Keith; Story times

Grace; Love bells

Lakshmi; Everyday moments

Eugenia; Fulfilling life’s canvas

Fandango; The muse

Diana; Marriage proposal

Ken; Love on a blank canvas

Shashi; A blank canvas

Judy; Seduction

Suzette; Can I get a witness?

Indira; What do you see # 145

Yinglan; The project

Kittyverses; Understanding

Jules; Drawn to live

Goutam; Surrender

Usha; Bliss

Nope, not Pam; Justice

Gill; WDYS # 145

Punam; Blank space

Audrine; Luminous

Pamelap; Painted story

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.




Flowing water

Writer’s Quotes Wednesdays (Photo or Writing Challenge)

Flowing rivers

Giving water

Enriching life

Creating communities

Teaching us how to live

A river always flows

Carves its path among stones

Travels a great distance

Just to fall into the sea

You can say it loses its identity

When it merges with the sea

But it gains a much bigger persona

When it is known as the ocean


Written for WQW # 29 : Water: Rivers, hosted by Marsha



Don’t be afraid

The image is from Agung Pandit Wiguna at Pexels.com.

For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows a mother and father helping their young child riding a two-wheeler bicycle (with training wheels).


Building relationships are very much based on trust. Children trust their parents and take them on their word. I’ve found that if we trust God, He won’t ever let us down, just like most parents.

I’ve got your back, don’t be afraid

You think you might fall but I’ll catch you

The bike may go sideways but make a quick recovery

Paddle hard and see yourself take off


It wasn’t all that difficult, you just needed

To trust yourself and let go

Isn’t cycling fun?


Written for FFFC # 179, hosted by Fandango

Also included; Weekly Prompts- Cycling

Also included;Tuesday writing prompt: Write a poem using the words might and recovery.





Look up!

Write whatever the image brings up in you.

Flying high in the sky

Their intent deadly

Raining death on people

From high in the sky

They spread mayhem

On orders from above

Their feeling or conscience

Not involved in their actions

Do they ever think about

The consequences of their actions?


Written for RXC Prompt #242, hosted by Reena



August poetry challenge- Door- A haibun

Rebecca of Fake Flamingo has challenged us to write a Haibun this month, the topic is;


For the challenge, write a brief paragraph of up to six lines or sentences in poetic prose without rhyming. Then write a related haiku using different words than the prose (like the cousin rather than a twin). For a detailed description of haiku, see the October 2020 challenge. Finally, title your poem, or title it first if you like. The theme is door. Choose to write about a physical or metaphysical entrance; beginning, portal, invitation, threshold, new age, or next step. You are not required to use the word door. Rated G please.


Knocking on the wooden door I feel the anticipation. Apprehension too for who may open it or what it may entail. A door is a portal to an unknown, unexpected place. Bravely I push it inwards.

With a silent swish 
The wooden gates glide open
Secrets are revealed




The glowing bride

Resplendent in all her bridal glory

Glowing with happiness on her special day

Eyes sparkling with joy and hidden amusement

She is the focus of all eyes on this, her wedding day

Solemn and serious, she cannot be for this is

A day when dreams long dreamt are finally realized


Written for;Eugi’s, Moon-washed Musings Weekly Challenge – Resplendent – August 2, 2022



The path to happiness

The winding path through evergreen fir trees sparkles with falling moonbeams

In the evening light, witness the beautifully lit pathway that beckons invitingly

A path that leads to a place of happiness and tranquility

I can take you with me to this secret rendezvous, but I need your promise

That you will come alone and leave all that extra baggage behind

Leave stress, worry, and anxiety for tomorrow, everything behind you so that you can experience this path to happiness


Written for Six Sentences Story- Path, hosted by Girlie on the edge’s blog- Denise



WDYS # 144 -A Roundup post

The light beckons

Mesmerized I walk towards it

The trees form a canopy over my head

The serenity soothes my injured soul

Finally I find peace


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

David; Shared knowledge or wrong direction

Diana; Birth mother

Ramya; Mirage

Michnavs; Life river

Reena; Blocks

Kittyverses; There is…

Echoes of the soul; Stillness of the deep

Melanie; Tunnel of light

Keith; Luckless Luke

Cognac project; Invitation

Life poetic; prompted by a photo

Grace; Illuminate

Cheryl; What do you see # 144

Eugenia; Pathway to somewhere special

Susi; Guided

Di; Which way is up?

Lady Lee Manila; Magical light shining

Suzette; Gravity

Lakshmi; Everyday moments

Benjamin; Forever

Isadora; A mother’s love

Tina; At the end

Yinglan; The trees, the water, the bright yellow light

Nancy; There’s a view

Punam; Change for the worse

Ken; Light at the end of the tunnel: Dark reflections

Maria; Reflections

Nope, not Pam; Rebuke

Gal of words; An incomplete goodbye

Indira; What do you see # 144

Mary; Blue stained glass

Ami; The walkway

Fandango; Like a moth

Tayyaba; One last day

Jules; Firebolt insights

Maya; An opening

Jane; Cryptic

Pamelap; Love tunnels

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.




Awash with color

The sky is awash with vibrant colors

The magentas and pinks mixing with

Midnight blue and burnt orange

To create a vista as if an artist

Has painted the canvas with a brush

That has been washed with magic


Your prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wash/awash.” Use one, use both, use ’em any way you like. Bonus points for using both. Enjoy!

Written for Linda’s SoCS- Wash/ awash



A simmering pool


When I close my eyes and think back
To those bygone days of my youth
I see a pool of memories Simmering in silver moonlight
Dipping my fingers in the water
I catch an elusive memory
Of times of silliness and childish joy
That brings a big smile to my face
Or something that causes me to cringe with embarrassment
But I cherish all my memories
Because these are a treasure
That can never be replaced


Written for;Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge – Memory, hosted by Sue W and GC

Also included weekly prompt- Wednesday challenge from Susan and GC is POOL.