They say the journey, not the arrival is what matters. To travel hopefully rather than to arrive. Where does the bridge go to/come from?
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a two-arched stone bridge stretching over a river. Traffic queues at one side waiting to cross. What will Morgarna find?
As Morgarna landed she took in the scene. She was perched up the hill looking down toward a riverside village and stone bridge. The place looked quiet and the weather was nice. Taking her phone from her bag she was pleased to see it was working, it was, she was five years into the future. Next she looked at her notes. Making her way down the hill she lit a cigarette and decided to find the nearest pub. Crossing the bridge Morgarna noticed everyone was smiling and behaving perfectly. Even the children were extremely well behaved. Definitely something amiss here, she thought to herself…what are these people on? have I landed in Stepford! Morgana entered the first pub she came to, it was packed inside and out. Looking around she noticed everyone was indeed happy…delerious even. At the bar she ordered a large Shiraz and went out into the garden. After a while she could see that among “The Smiley Happy People” she could make out some really dark shadowy figures moving around touching and whispering in people’s ears. Two approached Morgarna one put a willowy hand on her shoulder while the other whispered in her ear. “You are happy, you are so happy everything is perfect you are calm and all is well” As Morgarna felt the first feelings of control sink into her she discretely threw a protective spell around herself. All she had to do now was bite her tongue, smile a lot, act daft and find out who was messing with the village. “Are you happy Morgarna, are you relaxed?” the shadows asked. Morgana smiled and rolled her eyes “Yes I am indeed I am , I think I have another glass of Shiraz.” On her way back to the bar Morgarna noticed one of the shadows had a young woman in it arms while another was reaching in to her chest and pulling out her heart. Her friends were unmoved by this scary spectacle. Quickly Morgarna totally ignored what was happening and returned to her table in the garden to drink her Shiraz ….she smiled and lit another cigarette and pretend she was happy and unmoved! Inside she was extremely uncomfortable, she could not help the young woman now but if she kept her calm she could help those left.
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. Eleven years ago 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 " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update 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 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find 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 ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) 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 as strongly 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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16 thoughts on “Welcome to the weekly #writephoto prompt!”
Oooh… scary…. but good 🙂
Thank you Jemima it all went dark!! 💜
I hope that Morgarna is able to remedy this situation.
Fingers crossed 🤞🤞
I hope so too 😀
Hmm, I hope there is a good, cooperative photo next week 😉
Yes Trent what will happen next?
I’m loving it.
Thank you Sadje …she’s got a job on her hands 💜
Yup! The next chapter will be more interesting
Lol fingers crossed
Oh wow! What a dark twist in Morgarna’s tale. She’s got her work cut out for her there. Thank you so much for joining in with #writephoto this week. I hope you are keeping okay yourself? KL ❤
Yes K. L. Merlin and Morgause have unwittingly dropped her right in it! Fingers crossed she can pull this one off?
It’s still a bit of a struggle at home but I am coping 💜
Bloody it’s like reading one of Hugh’s cheery little pieces. Good though. Wonder where this is going
Your guess is as good as mine, as I write them all s.o.c. it all depends on the photo . It going to be bloody though!