RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #272 Empty&Whole

Ron’s Haiku Prompt this week:

Empty & Whole

Though my well runs dry
My empty whole is all yours
I'll always be here

Ritu 2019

I think this may be a little loaded message… I really do need to take a break. Exhaustion is at an all-time high.

For a few weeks, I shall not be participating in any challenges, until I get my mental strength back.

I’ve said this before, I know, but this time, it is serious. I am shattered. I’ll still read blogs. I’ll still comment. Spidey will be around and I’ll post my Chai and Chats, but that is it… for a little while.

I owe it to myself…

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image 2016

#SoCS Sept. 21/19 – Wrap/Rap

Linda’s #SoCS prompt this week:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wrap/rap.” Use one, use both (for bonus points), use ’em any way you’d like. Enjoy!

Do you know how to wrap?

(No, I’m not talking about rap – the music form, though I have tried my hand at it!)

I think wrapping presents is one of the hardest things to do!

Usually, mine will be pretty neat, but I end up using too much paper because I cut too much for the object that is going to be wrapped… Then whoever is opening said present feels like they are playing pass the parcel, unwrapping layers and layers, until they get to the gift at the end!

I’d never get a job in one of those shops where you have to offer to gift wrap items bought… I’d constantly be getting my knuckles rapped for wasting too much paper!

Yay! Double points!

September 19: Flash Fiction Challenge – Interlude

Charli’s Carrot Ranch prompt this week:

September 19, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about an interlude. It can be a pause between two key moments, the pause between acts in a play, an intermission, or a temporary amusement Go where the prompt leads you!

Sweet Interlude

Sophia leaned against the headboard, taking a drag of her cigarette.

She smiled at her reflection in the mirror; hair messed up, lipstick a mere stain left on her lips.

She watched him pull his pants back on.

“Hurry, Sophia!”

Marco slipped his shirt on, still buttoning as he left.

Voices. Her supervisor was coming.

She flushed the cigarette down the toilet, changed, and flung the door open.

“Oh Sir, these guests, too much! Smoking in here. Smell it!”

She bustled out, to the next room waiting to be cleaned, wondering when her next interlude with Marco would be…

Murmur #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt:

It started with 
A murmur
Then someone screamed
Blue murder

Startled starlings
But for me
All that mattered

Was to catch that
Last glimpse of sun
After all it would be
My last one

My last sunset
My last night
My last breath
Yes, that's right

Then they grabbed me
From the wall
Stopped me quickly
Before the fall

Ritu 2019


Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Prompt:

It’s mid month, so we have a photo prompt this week.

World where
The ground just
Only safe creatures
Were the birds and the fish
Did you four legged creatures
Find help on Noah's wooden ark?
He promised to save two of each one
It rained for forty days and forty nights
Slowly clouds receded, the sun shone
Water began to go away
Lone dove bore an olive branch
The tops of trees were seen
The world was rid of
Evil people
At least for
A few

Ritu 2019

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