50 Words Thursday-89

Kristian is the host of 50 Words Thursday this week

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50-word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

So here is the picture for this week:

And the Words: What do you call yourself?’ the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had! – Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll


Steve stood on the quay looking at the pictures he had just taken with his new phone. Not bad he said to himself. Just then someone bumped him and the phone almost fell out of his hand. He turned back angrily to say something sharp to them.

He was looking at the most lovely girl he’d ever seen. Before he could say something, she said, “I am sorry. I am Fawn. What do you call yourself?’ Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice she had!

“Oh it’s okay Fawn. Would you like to join me for a coffee?”

100 Words

( I made a little edit to the prompt words)



Sunday Photo Fiction – Sep 20 2020


Photo courtesy of Pixabay.com


silentscreamsspiritdying. The cruelty and injustice have finally killed human decency and the spirit is mourning it!”




23 and 45

First in the week from Snowdrop.


23 and 45…
Age ignored in friendship…
Our different genre’s…
Complements one another…
Other’s misery nightmares…
Our day starts…
Transportation is one thing…
Driving truck on lonely desolate roads is another..
Heavy wind and flirty music…
conflagration of Undercover thoughts…
Life of dark… Fakeness not allowed..
Life of dark… Stiff and bold…

This narrow street…
Den for our frisky rhymes…
With the peg of drink..
Illustrative characters play role via us…
In the witness of this vintage spotlight…
Every night different cast…
Our different versions…
Rules the street…
This sui generis bond…
Fantasies everyone..
23 and 45…
Just a numbers…!


Mohammad Hoseini Rad@ Unsplash

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What do you see # 48 – 21 September’20

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 picture inspire you to write something?

Image credit- Mohammad Hoseini Rad@ Unsplash

( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a covered paved street. One person is sitting in a chair in the middle of the street talking to another sitting at the side walk. There is a truck parked in the street behind them. The street is lighted up well with lights hanging from the ceiling)

Waiting eagerly for your responses.

Thanking you all for joining this prompt.




What do you see # 47- A roundup


We start our lives a blank paper

Little by little we color it by what we do and think

How we live our lives is reflected by the canvas at the end

It could be a mass of colorful strokes or a mess of bleak shades

Whatever you do, don’t leave behind a blank page


An awesome response this week from all these wonderful writers. Please click on their links to read their contributions. If I have missed anyone, please let me know!

Michnavs; I’d paint you A life

Dharkanein; Some goals some dreams left unfulfilled

Ramya; Uncertain, The only certainty in life

Dr Kanya; Canvas Harmony

Di; Every picture paints a story

Eugenia; Color me sated

Chris; Flying off the canvas

Susi; Dying and Rebirth

Radhika; The decision

Lorraine; What do you see # 47

Jules; Impromptu

Jenanita; What do you see- Poetry

Mindfills; Monochromes

Snowdrop; 51’th Page

Goutam; Life of varied shades

Dakshali; Embrace Yourself

Era; Reason

Michael; Painting the first time

Anisha; Abstract Art

Happy Soul; Give it to me now

Tanvir; Paint your life with colors

Nima; Find me here

Kittysverses; Timely strokes

Hemalatha; Lessons

Priya; Colors of Cosmos

Shweta; The rediscovery

Irma; Water color recipes

Cheryl: What do you see- 47

Sa; Paint chip poem- When I’m old

Reena; Writer’s regret

Thank you to all those who have participated, read and commented on these posts.

I will be posting next week’s prompt at 12:00 am PST Monday morning.




Three Line Tales 242

Welcome to Week 242 of Three Line Tales.

a fox looking straight at youphoto by Sunyu via Unsplash


gottenbeingaroundeatingtheir leftover food.

My kind is slowly adapting to the urban life, and forgetting the old ways where we survived in the wild so if the human population decides to stop leaving food out in these garbage bins, we will starve to death.



Crimson Creative Challenge- 97

Crispina is the host of Crimson Creative Challenge


I love standing by the water all alone, just by myself

I may not catch any fish at all but being here gives me peace

I think deep though and ponder upon the secrets of the universe

I look at the horizon and marvel at the beauty of the creation

I feel gratitude and immense joy at being here and being alive

Now and here