What do you see March 19/2019

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Tuesday Weekly Challenge

March 19, 2019

until Monday, March 25, 2019

He is the spectator, the only one

Looking at the show the universe has arranged

The alignment of the planets, the star studded sky

The Milky Way illuminated from within like diamonds

He stood there bemused and slightly confused

Is this the end he thinks or is this the beginning

The time is standing still or it has yet to begin

The puzzle is too difficult to solve, he thinks

And a mighty nudge from his wife awakens him

The dream dissolving like thin vapor in the sun

He is not sure what he was dreaming of

Just a line is stuck in his mind

The beginning is near

Written in response to;

A prompt by;

Hélène Vaillant

What do you see March 19-2019




Opposites Attract Challenge #18

Today’s word: kindly

Antonyms: atrocious, barbaric, barbarous, bestial, brutal, brute, brutish, callous, cold-blooded, cruel, fiendish, hard-hearted, heartless, inhuman, inhumane, insensate, sadistic, savage, truculent, uncompassionate, unfeeling, unkind, unkindly, unsympathetic, vicious, wanton

As it is world poetry day today, here is this poem;


Kindly and gently, treat me dear sirs and madams

Please do not be cruel or barbaric to this lonely spirit

I roam your earth, I try to bring people together and unite

I am the language of humanity, I am in many colors and guises

The art of communicating with each other is my gift to you all

I am the language which connects one to the other and to all

Written in response to;

Opposites Attract Challenge #18


Rainbows and unicorn dreams


Like a child, I would like to believe

That there are unicorns and pot of gold

At the end of a rainbow

The beautiful dreams, giving hope and

Lightening up the life with wonder

Are not all gone with the start of adult life

The sugar cookies are still magical for me

The serpent still poses a horror

In my mind, I see the world like a child does

All fantastic, wondrous and amazing


Written in response to;


rainbow, serpent, cookie




Weekend Writing Prompt; # 97 ;Equinox

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt



The challenge is simple: each week you will be given an exact number of words you can use to write a poem or piece of prose.  You can use any format or style you like; go wherever your inspiration takes you.  The only rules are these:

 Can’t wait to read what you have come up with!


The time when the day and the night are equal

The time when the winter is forced off the throne

Young spring makes us sit up and notice its presence

And again when we are getting tired of the hot summer

The autumn nudges it to vacate the center stage and

The greens are replaced by the orange, rust and brown hues

It’s the time when the day and night are equal and

Not one is supreme over the other, that’s equinox

Word count; 83 Exactly

Written in response to;

Weekend Writing Prompt #97 : Equinox


Stream of Consciousness Saturday March 16/19

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “soul/sole.” Use one, use both, use ’em any way you like. Enjoy!

It was Saturday night dinner. A special treat, for my husband really loves fish specially sole. I got the recipe from the net, got the ingredients ready and was all ready to go. The dish was to be sole meunière, and by all accounts not very difficult to make. And what was the occasion? It was my husband’s birthday. And preparing this dish by myself, my sole purpose was to let my hubby know that I could cook too!

The fish was almost ready when I inadvertently stepped on a piece of broken glass, which gave me a nasty cut on the sole of my foot. It was almost a disaster. Luckily my husband came home on time, saved me from bleeding all over the kitchen floor and the fish from burning to a crisp in the oven. There was no moment of glory for my soul that day, but we did get to enjoy the dinner. Which surprisingly turned out pretty good.

Written in response to;

Prompt by ;Linda G Hill

Stream of Consciousness Saturday March 16/19



BrewNSpew Café March 11/2019

Word of the week –

doldrums – (noun) – a state or period of inactivity, stagnation, or depression. Synonyms – inactive, quiet, slow, slack, sluggish, subdued, inert, flat, dull.

After the winter doldrums we are ready to greet the spring

A plethora of activities are planned as the weather changes

This change is slow and reluctant, but surely there will be soon

The days of spring

The days where we will celebrate with festivals and picnics

Rides and walks out in the nature

Enjoying the green of the foliage, the brightly colored flowers

The canvas of the world painted with the magnificent artistry

Written in response to;


BrewNSpew Café March 11/2019



Sunday Writing Prompt; It’s all in the Title

Choose one or more titles and construct a poem or story around it. Or create multiple stories and poems the choice is yours!

A Distant Hum
Light Interrupted
Hollow Entreaty
Dark Days: Biography of a Self-Professed Cynic
Suddenly in Love
The Otherside of Nothing
Invisible Roommates
The Girl with the Cast Iron Smile
Mr. and Mrs. Deadtree
The First Day

The first day

Today is the first day of the spring

Tiny little green leaves are sprouting

The branches barren till now are growing

Green ends and are getting ready for the rebirth

It’s time the earth awakens again, to be born again

The time when it fills us with hope of something better

Something new to replace the jaded old selves we have become

It is going to lighten the heart and spark the hidden embers

Till the song bursts forward and the fires are blazing in

Our souls, of light, hope and new life

It is the first day of spring

Written for;

Sunday Writing Prompt:

“It’s all in the title “


Weekend Writing Prompt #96 ; Seashore

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt




A walk along the seashore can reveal

Hidden treasures and silent moments

A broken spade and a discarded bucket

A child’s dream castle washed away to sea

The crashing and receding waves entice us

To sample the water, to go a few step into

The foaming green blue water, coming in, going back

During a walk along the seashore




Written in response to;

Weekend Writing Prompt #96




Thursday Photo Prompt; Tranquil #Writephoto

Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 13th March and link back to this post with a pingback to be included in the round-up.  There is no word limit and no style requirements, except to keep it fairly family friendly.

It looks tranquil, but who knows the dangers it hid

Deceiving and ready to betray the trust, it stands silently

A weary traveler stops by, sits under the shade and admires

The serenity and the peace this place portrays to the onlooker



Don’t be tempted to dip your toes in this seemingly gentle water

The spirits here are hungry to take over your soul and devour

All the goodness and light inside your being and take it for their own

Step back, admire the view from afar, but don’t venture near these

Treacherous waters for the hungry spirits wait herein

Written in response to;

Thursday Photo Prompt ; Tranquil# Writephoto


BrewNSpew Café March 2019

Word of the week –

lollygag (or less commonly lallygag), lollygagged, lollygagging – (verb) – fool around, dawdle. Synonyms – crawl, creep, dally, delay, loiter, mope, poke.


Time’s a wasting, and life is hurtling past

No an occasion for lollygaging or loitering

Tighten the belt and jump into the action

Make every day count instead of counting every day

Live your life, not just pass the time

For the time is a flowing river, not one drop of it

Is going to flow past your life again


Written in response to;

BrewNSpew Café: