MLMM- Photo Challenge #277


– Jovana Rikalo


Here they lie

As alike as can be

All pink and white

Pretty dresses and hair

That is what the eyes will see

No farther than the surface they look

No one glances deep enough into the heart

Therein lie the dreams and hopes for their future

A future that will be bright without restrictions

Free to follow their ambitions and desires

In a world which treats all of them equally

No one less than the other

The Prompt;

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.

In response to;

MLMM- Photo Challenge #227



MLMM- Wordle #147

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1. Cuff
2. Escarpment (a long, precipitous, clifflike ridge of land, rock, or the like, commonly formed by faulting or fracturing of the earth’s crust)
3. Tiny
4. Donnybrook (an inordinately wild fight or contentious dispute; brawl; free-for-all.)
5. Wheel
6. Slot
7. Fling
8. Grit
9. Effective
10. Sometimes
11. Watch
12. Walk Away

Walk away from the Donnybrook

It’s better this way, so don’t even watch

Staying here might earn you a cuff on the ear

Or you may receive a fling in the middle

Sometimes it is more effective

Then showing grit and climbing the scary

Escarpment of fearful conflicts

Wheel away from it now and silent the tiny doubt

It fits the slot so let it slide.

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MLMM- Wordle #147




First Line Friday: August 16th, 2019


It is First Line Friday! Welcome and let’s get writing.

Below, I give you the first line, and you all get to write the rest. This prompt alternates with Jim’s Music Prompts, so make sure to check back next Friday for some musical inspiration.

I’ll provide the first line, you get to write whatever comes afterward. Length, genre, and structure are completely up to you. Feel free to modify the line as you see fit, adding punctuation, quotes, or other bits if so desired. No need to tie it to the picture, unless you want to.

Or for more of a challenge, change nothing. You have a week to write it, enjoy!

Include the first line of course! Tag it Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, First Line Fridays, and short fiction. Create a link (ping-back) to this post and add your link to Mister Linky below.

Your line for this week is:

The capitol grew rank in the summer heat, the humid streets clogged with sweating tourists and rats.


The capitol grew rank in the summer heat, the humid streets clogged with sweating tourists and rats. Even now the idea that these unnatural high temperatures were the direct result of climate change was not being taken seriously by the people in charge. Zach had written as much as his editor had allowed him, in the paper. And there were a lot of people who agreed with what he was writing. But not those who had the power to change, the power to make things better. Now he could see no other option but to take his family away from this place, where the disaster was just waiting to happen. He bought tickets for his family for Switzerland, where he hoped they could avoid the heat for a few years more. It was a wretch to leave his home behind but survival was more important.

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First Line Fridays August 16 -2019




MLMM- Wordle #146

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1. Poplar Tree✔️
2. Brusque✔️
3. Traipse✔️
4. Rigorous✔️
5. Shaken✔️
6. Pump✔️
7. Downtrodden✔️
8. Starvation✔️
9. Cuddle✔️
10. Spittle✔️
11. Hardwired✔️
12. Forever✔️

Poplar trees are hardwired to destroy the structures near them as their shallow roots traipse along the soil and break into the neighboring structures. There is a forever struggle to maintain walls, lawn borders etc where these trees are planted. The flower beds near them can die due to water starvation because these roots pump away the water into the trees. The spittle of this tree overwhelms near by grass as well. You might be shaken by these facts and would need to re-think your impulse to cuddle this tree and should rather rigorously reject them brusquely, because they are no downtrodden specimens. Their best use is to plant them along swamps, where they help in draining them.

In response to;

MLMM- Wordle# 146



MLMM- Sunday Writing 5 x 5

Include the answers to these questions in a story or poem

1. An item you just can’t live without ( Phone)

2. Your favorite snack ( Chocolate)

3. A bit of wisdom for the youths of today (Better late than never)

4. A coincidence that unites two people( A delayed flight)

5. Your favorite word ( Maybe)


It was getting late but they were stuck here on the airport. There was a long delay because of the bad weather conditions. Sally repeatedly checked her phone for messages from her office. She was on a holiday, she needed to remind herself now and then. But it was a habit, to check work related emails and messages ever so often. The time for their flight departure was approaching and it seemed that it really would take off at that time. No more delays.

She fished around in her oversized bag for the bar of chocolate she had shoved in at the last moment. As her hand found it, a man came and sat in the seat next to her. She peeled back the wrapper and took a bite and looked at him. Her eyes took in the details and like what she was seeing. A nice man, around her age and he had the same chocolate bar in his hand that she was biting into. They gave each other a smile and he introduced himself. ” Hi, I am Bert. I am going to San Francisco, and you?” Sally told him that she was going to San Francisco too, what a coincidence! They got talking and found a lot of things in common that they enjoyed. They sat together till the flight was announced and what a surprise, they discovered that they were sitting next to each other on the plane too. Maybe this meeting was fated, Sally thought. By the end of the three hour flight, they had made plans to meet next day for a trip to the Golden Gate Bridge. Sally had a feeling that this man may become someone special in her life. She was ready for a relationship at the age of thirty five. Better late than never.

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MLMM- Sunday Writing 5 x 5



MLMM- Photo Challenge #275


– Julien Tabet

A wooly lamb

Whirling in the wind

Brave and heroic ready to defend

Who wouldn’t want this courageous soldier

In your corner, fighting the battle

Putting the enemy into an orbit

By its whirling energy and dexterity

The Prompt;

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



MLMM- Wordle #145- The fear

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1. Separation
2. Wiggle
3. Wash
4. Surveillance
5. Grudge
6. Feral
7. Chills
8. Wedge
9. Gurgling
10. Upcoming
11. Hogwash
12. Enforce


“Separation anxiety is a real thing not hogwash” she told him, wiggling her finger. The upcoming event where they had to leave the kids with the babysitter was sending chills down her spine. The grudge she bore towards the people who babysat her in her childhood was washing over her, making her resentful of doing this to her own kids. She could put surveillance cameras to monitor her home, she thought. This constant fear she had was almost feral in its intensity and was driving a wedge between her and her husband. But she had to enforce some rules here otherwise the history might repeat itself.


In response to:

MLMM- Wordle # 145




MLMM- Photo Challenge #274


There are three

But only one left standing

How long will it take

To demolish its courage too

To bring it to its knees as

Have been done to the other two

The Prompt;

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

You have 1 week to complete this challenge.

Please credit the artist!

In response to;

MLMM- Photo Challenge #274




MLMM- Wordle # 144- The storm

Wordle #144

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My internet issues are from a faulty network card. I bought an external device but still some kinks I apologize.

1. Catastrophe
2. Dirt
3. Lower
4. Shrink
5. Crunch
6. Rigid
7. Flip
8. Blow
9. Capacity
10. Fiberglass
11. Capricious
12. Fulgurant- flashing like lightning


The spectacle of the storm penetrated the fiberglass dome into the room. The fulgurant streaks of lightning, a omen of catastrophe impending. The rivers were full of capacity but the rain and the winds were blowing more water into them. People had cut more trees than they had planted so the dirt was not holding up under the deluge. Just then a rigid limb of a tree broke with a crunching sound. As it lowered to the ground the man standing under the tree tried to shrink away to a side as not to get hit by it. But the capricious wind flipped the branch on the opposite side where that man was hiding.

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MLMM- Wordle #144



MLMM- Photo Challenge #273

The universe has shrunk to a speck

Right in front of my eyes on the tip of my nose

I cannot look away from this distraction

My mind is trapped in this point at this time

How many things we often overlook

When our minds are drawn to the near focus

How many realities of life go unnoticed

When we are just looking at our own troubles

In response to;

MLMM- Photo Challenge #273