Sue had a few different prompt photos for us for #WritePhoto this week and this was what I chose…
Choices Which hole? You choose Whenever I do I always lose No matter Which queue I’ll be Sure to Pick wrong And wait And end Up late So, the choice Is yours Just, be quick Before it pours
Small Glimmers Hopefulness Pinpricks of light Things will get better Just focus on that spark And allow it to ignite The flames of positivity Need us to fan them with our thinking And to share all the heat with our actions
“It’s no good, you know.” “What?” “Sitting there, moping.” “I’m not.” “Yes, you are. I can see it in your eyes.” “What? What can you see?” “Yearning.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It’s not coming back, son.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about Dad.” “That boat. It was a most splendid boat. But it’s gone now…” “It took me hours to fold it, Dad. I wanted to make the best paper boat ever.” “I know. But it was exactly that. Paper. Once it hits the water, it begins to disintegrate. It’s not coming back now. Nevermind. You can make another.” “Yeah, and this time, I’m not sailing it!”
My Darkened Mind gazes Outside to light Slowly the haze lifts Ideas begin to Gather within my thoughts and My fingers itch to write them down Transitioning from pure writers block To a well of sheer creativity
There once was a gaggle of witches Who made merry around football pitches Though made of wicker They wouldn't half bicker And had all the supporters in stitches! Ritu 2019