Eyes “there’s just so much life in your eyes,” you said. “oh, well darling, that is because i’ve witnessed my own death, and up to this moment i’m still fighting for my dear life,” i replied. “i’m hoping my eyes could save me.” “ah! no, i’m hoping you’d see it, and you’ll save me from […]
Eyes — michnavs
Welcome back to another WDYS prompt
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Does this picture inspire you to write something?
For the visually challenged reader, this image is of a white Lion, staring directly into the camera. Behind him, the wires of an enclosure can be seen.
Waiting eagerly for your responses.
Thanking you all for joining this prompt.
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This week I posted my response on Tuesday, my mother’s death anniversary.
Fantastic entries again this week in response to this image. Please click on the links to read the contributions of our lovely participants.
David; Mother and child
Punam; Mother’s embrace
Reena; Entwines
Diana; Mother’s love
Keith; Story time
Jane; Reflection
Jim; The center of human feelings
The novel reader; What do you see # 152
Grace; Bond
Isadora; A child is born
Sylvia; Motherhood Quadrille
Eugenia; Moonlit dreams
Christine; Dear baby
Ami; Mother’s birthday
Audrine; First love
Chaya; A miracle
Benjamin; How does it feel?
Suzette; Cradle
Maria; Hush little baby
Lakshmi; Everyday moments
Yinglan; Before it’s too late
Brenda; New beginnings
Sadje; 55 years without you
Ken; Source of comfort
Sandy; Hope held close
Tessa; What do you see # 152
Hammad; A life of 14 days
Brandon; Be
Sangeetha; It was
Fandango; We’ll be fine
Carol; To my amazing mom
Inkdrop; Snug as a bug
Nancy; An aunt’s lament
Jules; Destiny’s children; bound and released
O’Nika; Love and acceptance
Goutam; Spirit of endurance
Michnavs; In heaven
Pamelap; Lullaby cuddles
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.
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The Writer’s Quote Wednesday (#WQW) challenge has the theme of “Fall or Autumn” and Priorhouse is hosting this week.
What is #WQW?
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To me, the fall season is the best of all seasons as it heralds the end of a very long and very hot summer. In our part of the world, our summers are almost 8 months long, leaving just 4 months for the rest of the three seasons. I love when the weather changes and the sunlight becomes paler and less punishing. The leaves start to change color and we finally feel able to exist without air conditioning.
The colors of fall
Evoke the spirit of a poet in me
Making me more aware of the beauty
That this season brings in everything around me
So like the famed poets, I too want to write odes
To this season of color and change
Have you experienced the shower of golden leaves
Falling like raindrops when the wind blows through the trees
It feels like the heavens are blessing us with a priceless treasure
Perhaps to reward us for enduring the harsh summer
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Written for WQW- fall, hosted this week by Priorhouse
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I’ve made my home in your heart
For more than 37 years I’ve been living here
Now my parents home is a distant memory
For I’ve lived more of my life with you than them
I’ve made my family with you
And being a mom for more than 36 years has been remarkable
All these years you have been my anchor
My best friend, my support and my confidant
Now invariably my thoughts return like a homing device
To you again and again, as I’ve made my home in your heart
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Your prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “home.” Use it as a noun, a verb, an adjective, or an adverb. Enjoy!
Written for Linda’s SoCS- Home
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Roses are red,
thorns are sharp
to safeguard them
dont cut, just admire
[I have started you off now finish the poem your way in the next three lines]
What do you find odd about people?
That they don’t use the brains they were born with!
Which two questions are you asked the most on a regular basis that annoy you?
People don’t ask me many questions, but usually it’s my name, and do I work!
Who was the first Disney princess – Snow White or Cinderella?
No idea, but my guess would be Snow White?
What five questions would you ask a stranger in order to get to know them?
Their name
What do they do for living
What do they think about the current government
How are they coping these days
Do they read books
What habits do you consider really bad?
Inappropriate humor and racial/ cultural/ religious bias.
Who was the female star of Breakfast at Tiffany’s?
Oh I knew this one but the name is eluding me!
Which Shakespeare play includes the following words? “Once more onto the breach, dear friends?”
No idea!
Turkish Delight is a type of custard. True or false.
It’s a sweet made of phyllo pastry, nuts and honey.
Have you ever seen something you simply couldn’t easily explain away and if so what was it?
In one of our homes, some time ago, the outside lights were turned off in the morning and no one did it. It happened many times.
What is the difference between six and half a dozen?
You can’t say that I’ll be there at half a dozen!
What can you NOT compost?
Plastic
What is a major component of Welsh Rarebit?
Rabbit! Kidding, but when I was a kid I thought that. I think it’s a certain kind of cheese?
How long is long in your eyes?
Too long waiting.
Are butterflies attracted more to flowers or weeds – what do you think?
Flowers with pollen anywhere.
One of your best friends has phoned for your help in the middle of the night to bury the body of your other best friend – do you help or not?
Nopes, I’ll call police. If I don’t do that, the next person they kill could be me!
Vatican City is a country – true or false?
Yes, it’s the smallest country in the world.
Name three things that freak you out and then explain why.
Lizards, cockroaches and barefaced liars! Do I need to say why?
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To meet another chicken 🐔
Bonus Question
What’s the worst thing that could happen to a compost pile do you think?
It starts growing monster worms, that take over the world! ( I saw tomorrow’s war last night!)
In response to Rory’s Weekend Composting Prompt
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Farming – Image by KL Caley
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a red tractor busy in the field.
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Toiling for long days
In hot summer or cold winter
They grow food to feed us all
Man and animal alike are indebted
To the farmers who forsake their rest
So that there is always plenty to eat for us
Heartfelt gratitude to them from us all.
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Farmers are seldom acknowledged for their services to the rest of the community. Thanks, KL for this image, for it reminds us to express our gratitude to them.
Written for WritePhoto- Farming, hosted by KL Caley
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As a kid, I was a girl guide and my brothers were Boy Scouts.
The girl guides weren’t taught anything regarding camping but the Boy Scouts were taught all the skills they’d need to survive in the wild, including setting up a tent, making fire, and tying knots.
My younger brother was very close to me and he used to share whatever he learned in his lessons, so I too learned the basic survival skills, including tying different sorts of knots; nautical knots, reef knots, and slip knots.
Learning how to tie a reef knot was a useful skill as it meant I could secure two things with rope or string with no fear of the knot slipping.
The things we learn as children have a way of slipping into our deep subconscious and making them instinctive so whenever I want to secure something, I automatically tie a non-slip knot.
This word took me back half a century to the days when we were eager to learn new skills and then show them off to others to impress them.
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Written in response to Six Sentences Story- Knot, hosted by Denise, of the Girlie on the edge’s blog
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A new song / band for me;
Lyrics;
Oh, I think I’ve landed
In a world I hadn’t seen
When I’m feeling ordinary
When I don’t know what I mean
Oh, I think I’ve landed
Where there are miracles at work
For the thirst and for the hunger
Come the conference of birds
Saying it’s true
It’s not what it seems
Leave your broken windows open
And in the light just streams
And you get a head
A head full of dreams
You can see the change you want to
Be what you want to be
And you get a head
A head full of dreams
Into life, I’ve just been spoken
With a head full, a head full of dreams
Oh, I think I landed
Where there are miracles at work
When you got me open-handed
When you got me lost for words
I sing, oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
A head full of dreams
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
A head full of dreams
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Into life, I’ve just been spoken
With a head full, a head full of dreams
Source: Musixmatch
In response to Thursday Inspiration- Head, hosted by Jim
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A word prompt this week;
LEGACY
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Someone dear to us has passed away
We mourn their death with sorrow and sadness
What we feel, sometimes is not what we show to the world
For not all those who leave this world, leave good memories behind
Some people make the lives of those caring for them, hell
And their passing away is at time a blessed release
From a burden that was becoming too much to carry
We can become unfriendly and cranky with illness and age
But one thing that always should be remembered by us all
What sort of legacy are we leaving in the hearts and minds
Of those who cared for us day and night till the end
Perhaps these thoughts can make our attitude softer, more generous
And our words kinder and more understanding!
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Written for ;RXC PROMPT #249, hosted by Reena
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