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I think sometimes, we are too intimidated by the concept of death that we must find something to demonstrate how we continue to live beyond it – eternity, elixir, immortality, gods, fame and sadly, even charity. Meanwhile, our minds sometimes yearns for growth too.
If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.
my dreams
mirrored in water
visibly taunting me
If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.
Inspiration Call: Micropoetry Monday – use this picture as inspiration for a micro poem (a short poem with no particular rules).
Publishing opportunity details for this writing prompt can be found at Open Publishing Projects.
He lost his head.
He was very much confused when the people around him said he had not grown his head yet. Was his head not well matured enough? How would one grow a head then?
For years, he searched for an appropriate head. But there were so many to choose from! As he was growing up, he saw heads of all shapes and sizes – round, square, triangle, big, small and distorted. Then, when he started working, he saw even more heads – wooden, metallic, beautiful and rotten.
And he tried them all on. Even then, not a single head seem to fit him properly. After a while, he stopped trying to find an appropriate head and just put on one that was always readily and conveniently available, no matter how uncomfortable that head felt at times.
He still mulled over the question from time to time – how would one grow a head?
Eventually, he looked down at his own head which he put aside years ago. He decided to put it back on. Strangely, it suited him despite years of disuse; he still found it the most comfortable.
He decided to keep it.
If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.
Welcome to Kira’s weekly inspirational art piece.
Let the whole picture tell you a story, or dive into the small intricate details to make one up! Write a poem, a fiction piece or come up with a picture or drawing of your own, that you feel relates to it.
Feel free to copy Kira’s drawing, to add it to your own post!
Anything goes, there are no rules. But don’t forget to link us to your post with a pingback. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here.
Prompt: Kira’s Sunday Scribbles
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I refuse the refuse you threw in my way.
I am not interested.
Your attempts to antagonise me for your sadistic purposes will not work.
I am my own man.
And I will not fall.
Not now, not today, not ever.
If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂
PROMPT WORD: REFUSE
my wings are not flawed
even in the wrong places
i still soar just fine
It has been a while since I write anything and sadly, I found it really difficult to even come up with one senryuu. Try as I might, this is the best I can offer. 😦
If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.
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autumn clothes on sale
dressing up scores of scarecrows –
petrification
That seems to be the situation in many countries now, leaders hedging on certain social issues despite the sense of urgency to resolve the problems.
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His frustration was all time high; first there was a confirmation code, then there was a re-captcha, and next was the OTP – One-Time Password – before the final test, his actual password.
He could not remember.
There were simple too many passwords to too many accounts, from social ones to productivity ones to business ones.
The fingerprint lock was possibly the best invention that ever happened to him, since all his passwords were protected by forgetfulness.
He gave up and click on “Forgot Password”, something he had been clicking on too many times these days before he paused.
What was his account ID?
I don’t know if any of you have this problem, but these days, I found myself unable to remember the passwords, sometimes, even the account ID. Then there were times I went to a website to register, only for the website to go “Tsk tsk tsk, you have registered this email with us. Come on man, try to remember.”
I could easily write it all down on a notebook but I have already established the fact that I am paranoid. Also, I have once done that and then proceeded to lose the said book…
If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂
PROMPT WORD: CODE
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reflecting upon fragments, dreaming of whole
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Inspiration Call: Tell the story behind this picture in just 6 words. A Six Word story is a challenge for each writer to come up with a short story within six words.
Publishing opportunity details for this writing prompt can be found at Open Publishing Projects.
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PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
When the seaplane took off, his fist clenched.
“Chris, nothing’s going to happen.”
“I know,” Chris replied. “I can’t help it.”
His fiancee held his hands. He felt heat from her hands. And the smoothness of her skin. And the rattling of the seaplane.
“Ouch.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s scary, I know. But it will be fine.”
“What if they hate me?”
“Chris, they’re going to like you. There’s probably a good reason why they gave you up for adoption! If they’re willing to see you, that means something, doesn’t it?”
He returned her smile.
Maybe it was all in his mind.
(100 words)
There is so much I want to say in this story and so much I want to expand on. But alas, the word limit forced me to revise and edit the story to the bare minimum. I still hope the double play of the fear, fear of flying and fear of meeting parents, comes through in this story.
Some day, if I’m up to it, I might expand this story and flesh it out. But for now, this will do.
If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.
corrosive waters
interrupted one track mind
breaking train of thoughts
– – – – –
coach rose from the depths
freighting haunted memories
ghostly horns echoed
I believe Susi really outdo herself this time with the image prompt. This really got my gears moving (pun? pun-ish?) and I came up with two senryuu. It sounds rough and the meters seem a little off, but I like it.
If you are interested, the prompt the linked below.
PLEASE follow them! I’d hate to not see your piece(s) represented in the recap the following week! Confused? Any questions – email me at sushibocks@gmail.com
For more detailed information, read about this challenge here.
From the Window Seat 