I it’s going
I trapped concrete
I it’s going
I trapped concrete
B Warren is the host of The Sunday Whirl
She stepped in the dark room, keeping her panic at bay. She wanted to be here, to ask the question troubling her mind, yet she dreaded the answer. But might as well do it as she was here now! Taking a deep breath she held out her hand and gave the money to the fortune teller.
“This crystal holds all the answers to your future”, said the man in the crazy hat as he took hold of Mandy’s hand.
“I see a cloud on the horizon”, he said in a deep voice. The future is challenging and demands sacrifices from you “
“What sort of sacrifice“, she asked in a low voice.
“You will have to do as I bid you so that I may help you overcome this curse,” the man said as he tried to steal a kiss.
Mandy pushed him back and shouted loudly, you creep! Get away from me. The crystal ball crashed to the floor and broke into many fragments. There was a strange perfume in the air and Mandy fainted as she inhaled it. The fortune-teller quickly moved to bind her hand and feet when a man entered the room.
“This is the last time that you’ve played your game, Marcus! I am arresting you for fraud and kidnapping. This young lady had agreed to expose you and was working for us“
So be aware dear readers, most of the fortune-tellers are opportunists trying to hoax us!
For today’s prompt you are going to try your hand at fortune telling. Use whatever method you like. Make a prediction
Deb Whitman is the host of 42 Words
Now this is one broad theme, you can go in so many directions its isn’t funny but for those who might be perplexed the official definition of a dame is as follows:
1. The official title of a female member of the Order of the British Empire, equivalent to that of a knight.
2. The official title of the wife of a knight or baronet.
3. A form of address to any woman of rank or authority.
4. A matronly woman of advanced age; matron.
5. A term used to refer to a woman:Some dame cut me off and almost caused an accident.
6. Ecclesiastical. a title of a nun in certain orders.
7. A mistress of a dame-school.
Hey, do I look old to you?
Don’t call me ma’am or dame!
I maybe matronly and a bit on the shady side of fifty but I strongly object to the title you’ve conferred on me.
And you’re no spring chicken yourself!
First in this week , a beautiful poem by Michnavs.
tell me the good
in the morning
when there ain’t
around you smilin’
with a cup of crisp,
nutty fresh americano,
with sweet, bitter
and the crunchiness of
crispy, chewy almond nut
tell me the good in the evening
when there ain’t around you
to kiss me goodnight
’til I fall magically asleep
in the warmth of your
tell me the good in all that I do
when there ain’t you
to share it with
tell me as I pray
tell me as I hope
tell me as I wish
tell me as I navigate
upon the realm
of dreams and fantasy
tell me, you’ll be there
in my reality
Image credit- Stefan Keller – Pixabay
( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a woman holding her hands in supplication. In front of her, a hummingbird is hovering in the air. There…
View original post 6 more words
Welcome back to another prompt.
You can write a post on your blog and create a pingback to link to the original post.
Write an original story, poem or a caption.
I will try to reblog your response on my blog.
There is no limit to words or format but keep it family-friendly.
I will do a round-up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.
Please tag your responses with #Whatdoyousee
Does this image inspires you to write something?
Image credit- Stefan Keller – Pixabay
( For visually challenged reader, the image shows a woman holding her hands in supplication. In front of her a hummingbird is hovering in air. There are flowers in the background)
Waiting eagerly for your responses.
Thanking you all for joining this prompt.
You are the color in my life
The rainbow in the dreary sky
Holding you close to my heart
All the world lights up in radiance
This week these we had participation from these wonderful bloggers.
Do click on the links to read their contributions and leave comments too.
Many thanks to all those who joined in the challenge.
I will be posting next week’s prompt on Monday morning at 12:00 PST
Kristian is the host of 50 Words Thursday this week
“Why is it taking so long”, I yelled impatiently.
“Sir, there’s a problem with the merchandise” he answers.
“What do you mean a problem? You were told to have it all ready before 11 and now it is almost 11:15! You know what my orders are? ” I yelled again losing my temper.
Just then a young man hurried in with a clipboard in his hand.”All done sir”, he said smartly.
I ventured out to check. The sheep were mulling about in the back of the truck.
But where was the black sheep?
I checked again and couldn’t see it.
“You’ve lost the most important part of the consignment!”
“These genetically modified sheep are precious and the back one was extra special. Without it, the whole mission will fail”.
“Please do check sir”, came the confident reply, ” it is camouflaged and hiding at the back”
After checking that he was correct, I drove the truck and my next stop was the shearing house.
Glen is hosting this weekly prompt
Art(including pictures and images) should evoke an emotional response in those who are viewing them. That’s why art can leave such a long lasting and poignant imprint within the depths of our psyche.
Your challenge or writing prompt is this:
Remember, the goal isn’t necessarily to tell me and others exactly what the picture is.
The creative goal for all of us is “what does the picture evoke in you; what emotion; feeling; memory or whatever it may be – what does it arouse in you and to share it that with others.“
(This picture of leaves frozen in a creek was taken back in 2018, at the McCrae Lake Conservation Reserve located not far from our “old homestead.”)
Held prisoners for the entire season
Frozen in place unable to move
These leaves under the ice wait for a new season
Temperature to rise, the ice to thaw
They will be set free to head in any direction they chose
We too are homebound and immobile held by fear
Cautioned against reckless behavior and told to be careful
We too are waiting for the season of fear to change
So that we can scatter in the direction of our choosing
Paula is the host of Thursday Inspiration
This week’s theme is moon and the picture is below. Here is the song snippet from “Moondance,” a 1970 song from Van Morrison.
Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies
A full moon in the hazy night sky
Mystical moonlight silvery nightscape
Silhouette trees look eerie, bushes threatening
Each shadow looks menacing
Tentative steps hesitant approach
Afraid of wishers weary of rustling
Heart beating wildly, drops of sweat on forehead
Finally relief as I cross into my threshold
Tuesday Writing Prompt;
Shweta is the host of 6WSP
Prompt for Week #45 (Jul 4, 2020 – Jul 10, 2020)