Weekend Writing Prompt #72 – Shell

Could not resist this one.  Shout out to Sammi Cox for hosting this weekly challenge.

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Shell

Challenge

My shell protects me

And

My heart

Love,

Can crack it open

Weekend Writing Prompt #68 – Derelict

Thank you, Sammi Cox for hosting this challenge.  Difficult to not be maudlin with such a word.  I hope I brought in a little hope, though.

 

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Derelict

Challenge

Sitting on some cardboard

Coffee cup in grubby hand

Eyes lowered, shame hidden

Side-stepped by passersby

A lump on the ground

Unseen, unheard

Till comes a little boy

Eye-level, steps forward

“Don’t talk to him.

He’s a dirty derelict!”

“No, Mommy,

I see a sad man.”

 

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #67 – Haphazard

19 words… I can do that, she says to herself.  Then spends some time trying to make it work…. Silly little attempt at poetry…

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Thanks, Sammi!

Word Prompt

Haphazard

Challenge

Per your request

My room is clear

No longer a mess

I think not dear

It’s haphazard at best!

Weekend Writing Prompt #62 – Zephyr

Good Sunday my readers.  I hope you are enjoying beauty in your surroundings.  I am attempting something I’ve never done (and had never heard of, until recently).  It’s all  your fault, Merril.  The following is my attempt at a cleave poem.  For those of you, who, like me, had (have) no clue what the heck that is… it’s a poem that can be read three ways:  just the column on the left (in black), the column on the right (in blue) or the whole thing together.

I don’t know what I was thinking except to push myself into a scary, unknown territory.  Me, who’s not even a poet!

Thank you Sammi Cox for hosting this challenge.  You have unwittingly given me a push!

Whisper thin, veil-like, her dress of zephyr

Gently billowing around her, caressing her body

Dancing and swaying with the long grasses, tickling her legs

Meandering, no final destination, she smiles at life’s joys

Arms wide, receiving this blessing, sun beaming down

Taking it all in and absorbing the good, feeling warm and loved

Cloud comes, obscures the sun, suddenly cool, blot of darkness

What is this?  She frowns, looks up

Surreptitiously, the zephyr appears, cloud is gently blown away

One needs some darkness, to better appreciate the light

And to allow the wind to blow, capturing and releasing, loving and losing