I am currently taking a class in poetry at Open University, How Writers Write Poetry I’ll be posting the favorite of my exercises on here. This week is sketching, 1-4 line poems. Water thrown down from the dam, to Unseen depths, Splashes up further down the river.
PHOTO PROMPT Copyright -Mary Shipman Like the scent of some long-forgotten secret, the sound haunted Rodney’s dreams. When he woke, he could still hear it, even louder and more insistent. Thump-thump. Rodney went to the hidden compartment in the wall, stripping back the wallpaper. The tiny man wore a black top hat, a green suit […]
In the ghostly silence Of a day that longs to come, I find Myself contemplating The wonder of it all. Speak to me Of friendly memories, Of welcome ghosts. Are you listening? Are you here? I am Comforted by (After the shock of) Believing. You are here.
PHOTO PROMPT Copyright-Ted Strutz My response to the weekly prompt on Friday Fictioneers, where every week we get together and write 100 word stories. It’s fun – and calorie-free. A Matter of Perspective The so-called dentist left the room for a second, giving Tony an opening, a chance to escape. Frantically, he looked around the […]
PHOTO PROMPT Copyright – Douglas M. MacIlroy My response to the weekly prompt at Friday Fictioneers, where every week we write 100 word stories, and have fun doing it. Title: First Day at Work, Genre: Slipstream Marvin was warned his new job would be high-stress, but he wanted to help people. On his first day, […]
Insecure Writer’s Support Group My main fear in writing is that I may put a good deal of effort, and time, into this “hobby” only to discover, somewhat belatedly, that no one wants to read what I have written – and what was I thinking anyway? In my brain, how did I think this was […]
Photo credit: Julia Pendergast Response to May 30, 2014 prompt at Friday Fictioneers. Another World, Genre: Fantasy Two years had passed since Julia left to investigate the disappearance of her sister, leaving only a single scrap of paper. “Stand in front of the doorway, say the words, and the portal will open.” Mark held […]
Photo Credit:Sandra Crook My response to the weekly writing prompt at Friday Fictioneers. An InLinkz Link-up. Genre: Light Fantasy Balaam was not having a good day. First, there had been the locusts, then the fiery rain, and finally thick darkness. Suddenly, a herd of sheep appeared from nowhere, surrounding his car. One of the sheep […]
still remembering, lost in the wish to be somewhere else, someone else, as all oceans are one the stars, the moon, the sun, but forgiveness is not offered, not accepted, driftwood caught on the edge of enlightenment
Photo prompt by: B.W. Beacham My response to the weekly writing prompt at Friday Fictioneers. An InLinkz Link-up. Time Wounds All Heals Genre: Contemporary Fiction, General In and out, the waves work to erase all trace of the flood, of the road, of the place where his wife, his beloved Yoko once stood. No one […]
Anne Higa 