The Sunday Whirl

Wordle #403

It is dark in the back alleys of the city

The lights in the apartment blocks blaze

There are sound of siren going in the night

The unsavory characters making tracks

A shooting star goes across the sky in style

We find clues and insights if only we permit

Ourselves to shift our focus and live each moment

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The Sunday Whirl:Wordle #403




My Mother

My mom would have been the perfect paradigm of my ideal

Had she lived long enough for me to know her as an adult

Her life finished when she was just twenty six years old

I never got the chance to develop memories of her as a person

Life for her was short and her journey ended where for other, it begins

Her thoughts slide into my mind often and needless to say that

I miss the motherly touch, the words of wisdom that she might have

Imparted to me, had she been alive when I became old enough to value

The love and devotion only a mother can give to her child each and every day

Today and every day, I salute the mothers, who with selfless love give their children

All the confidence they need to face this world and to stand strong on their own

In response to the following;

Your daily word prompt ;






Word of the day challenge;





Thursday Photo Prompt—Rooted # Writephoto- A holy tree

Sue Vincent has given us this picture prompt for the week;

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 15th May  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.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the spreading filigree of tree roots beneath a green canopy, with brightly coloured objects tied to the branches.

The holy tree

A lot of uninformed and superstitious people come here every day, to ask this magnificent tree for its blessings. They would tie ribbons or pieces of colored string on the exposed roots or branches. Each indicating a prayer and a promise. People thought that this unusual tree, known locally as the holy tree had many gifts and powers. This belief was as old as the tree itself, which was at least a couple of centuries old. Just looking at the amazing network of external roots which interconnected the two limbs of the tree gave one the idea of how deep rooted it was. Thriving here for so many years, it had accumulated the power of Mother Earth. The locals asked it for rain to save the dying crops or for fertility for a childless couple. According to them there was little that this tree could not do. You just had to have faith and believe that your prayers will be answered.

I wonder sometimes……

In response to;

Thursdays Photo Prompt- Rooted



In other words—Marigolds

photo by Lisa Yount on skitterphoto


Her name is Marigold, named after the cheerful flowers

Just like the Marigolds in the garden, she never failed to bring a smile

To my face with her adorable ways and the cute little quirks she has

It’s true that she is a bossy lady but nonetheless she holds my heart

In response to;

A prompt by; Patricia’s Place

In other words-Marigolds

The prompt;

Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less
Use the picture and/or the word marigolds as inspiration
Link back to this post
If you are on WordPress this will create a pingback.
If you are not on WordPress put a link to your post in the comments.
You can also post your story or poem in the comments.



BrewNSpew Café May 6-2019–A harmonious existence


Working side by side, harmonious and in perfect sync

She would pick up the box, wrap it up and he would affix the labels

All day long, like a well oiled machine they would work

In the evening they would head home together as the are a couple

Their life is a perfect example of harmony which brings happiness


In response to;

A prompt by;

BrewNSpew Cafe

Word of the week

harmonious – (adjective) –

1) having agreement among musical components, musically concordant

2) having the parts agreeably related

3) marked by accord in sentiment or action

Synonyms – musical, canorous, tuneful, concordant, euphoric, symphonic, harmonizing



Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge May 7/2019- Dreams


In my sleep I dream of you my heart

It’s like we have never been apart

All the agony and the loneliness

Which crushes my soul disappears

When I find my dream weaver by my side

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge May 7/Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challenges that can be written in 10 to 15minutes,  inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting.  Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support.  All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate.  Feel free to share this post on your own blogs and/or Facebook.

Today’s prompt:  

Write a 5 line poem, rhyming or free verse using “dream weaver”.

Happy writing!


Kiara’s Sunday Scribbles May 6/2019– A time long ago

Welcome to Kira’s weekly inspirational art piece.

Let the whole picture tell you a story, or dive into the small intricate details to make one up! Write a poem, a fiction piece or come up with a picture or drawing of your own, that you feel relates to it.

Feel free to copy Kira’s drawing, to add it to your own post!

Anything goes, there are no rules. But don’t forget to link us to your post with a pingback


There was a time long ago

When people had little knowledge

Of the principles of physics and astronomy

They would be in awe of different spectacles

And phenomena that we take in our stride

The wonder and amazement they showed

At the happenings they saw in the sky

And took them as signs from the God

Of impending doom or retribution

To fall from the sky as a punishment or reward

It must have been a truly wonderful time

To not know the answers and wonder!

In response to;

Kiara’s Sunday Scribbles May 6/2019



What do you see May 7-2019 —Can you see me?


There is something so wonderful about the innocence of a child

They would close their eyes and think no one can see them

Here he was standing behind a tree

Not even half hidden but thinking he was

Can you hear his joyful and lively shout

I am hiding, can you see me!

In response to ;

A prompt by Hélène Valiant

What do you see May 7-2019



MLMM- Photo Challenge #262- The bird and I

– Gabriel Isak

Use above image as inspiration for a poem or short story.


If you are an artist or photographer, use this as an opportunity to showcase your own work.

You have 1 week to complete this challenge.

Please credit the artist!

When you’re done, TAG the post Photo Challenge and MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie, and add your link to the Link Button. Also don’t forget to link to this post or copy your post’s URL into the comments. We can read your post sooner that way.

The bird and I

Both effected by the strong winds

Winds of changing circumstances

Blowing us away

Making the going forward tough

We try to persevere, try to stay on course

The winds are whipping up the waves too

This is how life influences us with a shift

The ground shifts, the sky opens up

We just need to stay the course that we have chosen

Determination and steadfastness is the key

In response to;

MLMM– Photo Challenge #262



In other words-Ho-Hum

Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less
Use the picture and/or the word ho-hum as inspiration
Link back to this post
If you are on WordPress this will create a pingback.
If you are not on WordPress put a link to your post in the comments.
You can also post your story or poem in the comments.

I cannot bear a ho hum existence

I crave excitement and new experiences in life

The routine and the ordinary bores me to tears

Let’s go out and explore the yard for new pray

Or we could go somewhere new to catch a few

In response to;

A prompt by Patricia’s Place

In other words Ho-Hum