Ron’s Haiku prompt this week:

Life in harmony
All is falling into place
Gratitude for faith
Ritu 2019

27 Aug 2019 15 Comments
in #ronovansweeklyhaikuchallenge Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Gratitude & Harmony, Haiku, Ronovan's Weekly Haiku Challenge, Senryu
Ron’s Haiku prompt this week:

Life in harmony
All is falling into place
Gratitude for faith
Ritu 2019

24 Aug 2019 46 Comments
in #SoCS Tags: #SoCS, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Linda G Hill, Prepositions, Stream Of Consciousness Saturday
Linda’s #SoCS prompt this week:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “preposition” Start your post with any preposition. Bonus points if you end with one too. Enjoy!
Near me, sits my daughter, Lil Princess, hurriedly doing homework.
Yes, it is the summer holidays, and she starts her new school in 10 days (EEEK!), yet still, she has homework.
I’d have thought that, considering they finished primary school, and were getting ready for a whole new chapter, in their education, that the kds would get a break. But no, don’t be silly.
And no break for kid, means no break for mummy either!
Not one, but three different pieces too!
Still.
Homework. In the holidays.
I’m not convinced. And I’m a TEACHER!
When to kids get a chance to relax nowadays?
I’d much rather they were sent with a not from both schools, last and future, saying “Enjoy your break! You’ve worked so hard, and there is still plenty more of that work to come, so this holiday, enjoy your freedom! Read, meet friends, play outside. Then come back fresh and ready for the start of a new chapter!”
Is that too much to ask for?
23 Aug 2019 37 Comments
in #CarrotRanch Tags: 99-Word Fiction, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Carrot Ranch, Flash Fiction, Old World
Charli’s Carrot Ranch Prompt this week:
August 22, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about old world charm. It can be nostalgic or irreverent. You can invent an “old world,” return to migrant roots or recall ancient times. Go where the prompt leads you!

Olde World, New Light
Jackie picked up the lantern and held it up against the shop light.
It was exquisite, the intricacy of the cast iron frame, twisted into patterns.
“That would look amazing, hanging outside our front door, wouldn’t it, Dave?” She turned to her husband, who stood impatiently, tapping foot, waiting for her to make a decision so they could leave. He had a beer at home with his name on it.
“It has such an olde worlde charm. Yes,” she smiled as she clasped it to her chest. “This is the one. Let’s go and pay.”
“Thank God,” mumbled Dave.
23 Aug 2019 36 Comments
in #WritePhoto Tags: #WritePhoto, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Grimhelde, Sue Vincent
Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt:

“Mirror, mirror, on the water,
Tell me all about my step-daughter.”
Grimhilde stared at the surface of the pond, waiting for an answer.
Nothing.
Not a peep.
“Stupid reflection. Stupid pond. Stupid Snow White!”
The reflection of her face contorted into an ugly grimace.
“I was the fairest of them all, once,” Grimhelde addressed the terrified frogs who were sat, frozen, on the lily pads, unable to move, in case she cast a spell on them. “Yes, I was. Queen Grimhelde. That was me. The fairest, and the most feared. People quaked in my presence. My dear King, oh how he loved me. But he wouldn’t stop loving her.”
Grimhelde sneered as she continued. “Snow White. She was a harmless child. No match for me. Or at least she wasn’t, until she grew up. Too pretty. Eurgh! Sickly sweet, she was. And they all adored her.”
She sunk to the floor, grabbing a handful of grass and yanking it up, out of the ground.
The frogs cowered.
“And I thought I’d got rid of her! But why I had to send Henry, that daft huntsman, I don’t know. He was always too soft. A few flutters of her eyelashes, and he let her go!” She slowly scattered the broken blades of grass on the surface of the pond, fracturing the reflection.
“She lived. Those blasted dwarves saved her. Even my poisoned apple didn’t work. Instead, she marries that soppy Prince and lives Happily Ever After, and look at me. Stripped of my title and banished from the kingdom.”
She leant closer to the frogs, beckoning them to come closer. “Well actually, they think I’m dead. Left my execution to that stupid, soft Henry, didn’t they? He couldn’t kill his Queen, so he dropped me off here, as he had Snow White. Thing is, I haven’t found a band of dwarves to help me out.” She raised her hand, “I get left with frogs!” Grimhelde brought her fist down into the water, sending ripples across the surface and scattering the frogs.
“And now, even they’ve left me…”
22 Aug 2019 26 Comments
in #ColleensWeeklyPoetryChallenge Tags: #ColleensWeeklyPoetryChallenge, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Colleen Chesebro, Etheree
Colleen’s prompt this week is the mid month Photo Prompt:

Use the above photo as the inspiration for your poem. Ask yourself questions. Be creative! What does this photo say to you?
This challenge is for Haiku, Senryu, Haiga, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree, Nonet, Shadorma, and Cinquain poetry forms. Freestyle rhyming poetry is not part of this challenge. Thank you. ❤
A
Message
Delivered
In a bottle
By nature's postman
Who's it for? Who's it from?
A cry for help? Love letter?
How long has this note been floating
On the surface of the ocean deep?
Time to open and reveal the secret
Ritu 2019
