Fifty A journey from A to Z , via E, I, O & U. A journey from 1 to 50, via 5, 10, 55 & 275. One Poem Five Vowels, Five Verses Ten Words per Verse, Ten Lengths per Verse, Fifty-Five Letters per Verse Two Hundred & Seventy-Five Letters Fifty Words Fifty Continue reading Fifty: AEIOU
Monday *** Art in the Morning Children in the Afternoon Passion in the Night *** Tuesday *** Light is my Paintbrush The Universe my Canvas and Truth my Vision *** Wednesday *** Doughnut Spied, Attracts Smell Becomes my Master Now Jam Explodes, Such Joy *** Thursday *** Mosquito, Fly By Two Eyes, Two Hands, Go Faster Swish, Smack, Too Slow, Splat *** Friday *** Cats … Continue reading Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo! – As It Was!!!
After spending time with a group of people, do you feel energized and ready for anything or do you want to hide in the corner with a good book? Photographers, artists, poets: show us PERSONALITY. I Love People & A Good Book ◊◊◊ First of all I love people. I think they are all incredible. Each one unique & beautiful in their own way. If … Continue reading Party Animals (?): Who Was She?
You win a contest to build your dream home. Draft the plans. Photographers, artists, poets: show us DREAMS. As luck would have it my stepson invited my husband & myself to accompany him, this very morning, to the last class of his summer architecture course. He has been attending every day for the last two weeks & today we went to see the result of his … Continue reading Dream Home: As Luck Would Have It!
Write whatever you normally write about, and weave in a book quote, film quote, or song lyric that’s been sticking with you this week. Photographers, artists, poets: show us INSPIRATION. Well here’s a poem made completely from other people’s songs. I’ve included the performers names after their quotes. Just ignore the names when you read it ◊♦◊ Earworm Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far … Continue reading Earworm: What Does It Mean?
Are you as comfortable in front of a camera as behind one? Being written about, as well as writing? Photographers, artists, poets: show us DISCOMFORT. The simple answer to this – NO! I don’t mind being written about so much, but I absolutely hate being photographed, videoed or recorded speaking. Funnily enough I’m happy to be recorded singing & have been featured singing a song, that … Continue reading Tables Turned: Uncomfortable
Finish this sentence: “When I look in the mirror, I . . . “ Photographers, artists, poets: show us MIRRORED. Mirror, mirror on the wall Who’s the biggest fool of all? Tell me quickly. Tell me true. Is it me, or is it you? ♦ Mirror, mirror shameless friend An honest message you must send. I cannot hide. You cannot lie. What I am is what you … Continue reading Mirror, Mirror:
Haiku A verse of 17 syllables written across 3 lines * This weeks theme: Fingerprint * I discovered this weekly prompt this morning & decided to give it a try. Here are my contributions: * * * Inspired by the theme at Continue reading Haiku Heights #261 – Fingerprint
Pinpoint a moment in your past where you had to make a big decision. Write about that other alternate life that could have unfolded. Photographers, artists, poets: show us OTHER. So many paths to tread It’s hard to know which ways I should have chosen & which roads would have been best for me & mine to roam. * So many schools & teachers I have … Continue reading The Road Less Traveled: What’s Traveled is Traveled
Tell us a moment or an incident that you treasure — not necessarily because it brought you happiness, but because it taught you something about yourself. Photographers, artists, poets: show us LEARNING. Today I tried to meditate The fly had other plans. Every time my mind detached It landed on my hands. * At first annoyed I thrashed about. Into the air it rose. I … Continue reading We Can Be Taught! – The Fly & I
In response to Iam Who Iam’s weekly poetic challenge for this week … I have made my very first attempt at ‘Unrhymed Iambic Pentameter”, aka “Blank Verse”. I have been musing to my husband about experimenting with some classical poetic styles & this was the perfect opportunity to give it a try. You can read more about this specific style here … Poetic Challenge: Blank Verse, & read Iam … Continue reading Poetic Challenge: Judgement, Justice & God
Describe a moment of kindness, between you and someone else — loved one or complete stranger. Photographers, artists, poets: show us KINDNESS. Moment of Kindness Continue reading Moment of Kindness: A Poem
Write a letter to the personality trait you like least, convincing it to shape up or ship out. Be as threatening, theatrical, or thoroughly charming as is necessary to get the job done. Photographers, artists, poets: show us UGLY. The Wall! Ugly Love? For some people love is beyond their comprehension, however much they try. The problem is they only want to love in order … Continue reading Shape Up or Ship Out: Who Are We Today Then?
Tell us about a thing you’ll never write about. Photographers, artists, poets: show us FORBIDDEN. Never Say Never I never said, I never would, It’s not that it’s forbidden. I never said, I never could, & wouldn’t want it hidden. I never said, you never should. You knew I was just kidding. So let it now be understood, that fear does the forbidding. 🙂 Never … Continue reading Never: Never Say Never
You receive a gift that is bittersweet and makes you nostalgic. What is it? Photographers, show us GIFT. My personal sanctuary is my ‘bittersweet’ gift from the universe. I consider it ‘bittersweet’ because. although it is the most precious gift I have ever received, it took many years of suffering & confusion before I was ready to accept it. As soon as I did accept … Continue reading Bittersweet Memories: The Gift – Sanctuary
You encounter a mysterious man offering you a magic potion that, once sipped, will make one of your senses (sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch) super sharp — but dull the others. Will you sip it, and if so, what sense do you choose? * I saw him standing on the road. A man with such a heavy load. He stretched his hand to offer me, … Continue reading Dulled – The Alchemist