This week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from LindaGHill is to: Start with a noun and then write about it whatever it is. Most important rule enjoy yourselves.
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I am using an abstract noun Fire. I have written a little poem it not very good but I am not on top form so sorry.
The photo is one I took.
Fire, from early discovery
There was no knowing what
An asset it would turn out to be.
Giver of heat to warmer of pot.
It can used as a light
Or a lead of direction
As a weapon in a fight
Treat a wound to stop infection.
We learned to harness it power
Fire heated water drove steam machinery
Boiled oil to repel raiders from a tower.
It can smelt gold to make finery.
Down through the years
Fire has been a great boon
Protecting man from animals he fears.
It keeps us warm and cosy in our room.
#SoCs.
Author: willowdot21
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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You still did good sis!
Thank you Sis 💜💜
Very nice pictures. So hot they’re cool 😎
Thank you so much, it was a fire pit we shared with friends on holiday last November.💜