Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 154 #PhotoPrompt

It is the middle Tuesday of the month. This month we will use a photo chosen by last month’s “Photo-Prompt” Poet of the Week ~ Linda Lee Lyberg.

Image by from Pixabay

I have written a Tanka. Celebrating another day.

And So The Dawn

Come beautiful birds
Fill the skies, grace my eyes
Share with me the dawn
Together we awaken
The beauty of tomorrow

Have a good week everyone

This is part of of Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka.

Cosmic Photo prompt.The Stuff of Dreams

K’lee provides you with your prompt for K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge this week and he’s chosen; What dreams may come.

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From nightmares to hopes, dragons to memories, flying to loved ones,from best friend to illusions, golden suns to silver moons that’s what dreams are made of.
All photos © willowdot21 2019.

This is part of K’Lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. #CosPhoChal.

Twittering Tales #162 – 12 November 2019

Photo by raw pixel @ pixabay.com

Silence is Golden?.

“Peace”Shouted the Big Man “Someone stop them just for an hour”St.Pete made him a drink and said “relax.” Azrael had an idea. Later, utter silence. All was good but then the masses were all holding up coloured speech cards. “Get me a blindfold” the Big Man cried. Satan laughed.
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This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tale

Thursday photo prompt : Glow.

Thursday photo prompt: Glow #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a frosty dawn, seen through the bare branches of trees. The sky is aflame, dappled with pink clouds, deepening to orange and gold. On the horizon is a small hill crowned with trees, behind which the sun will rise.

Glow

The stag finally finally reached the only surviving group of Werewolf Lupines. He gently put Rachel down in the snow and told her they had arrived at her destination. Rachel now in her werewolf form asked him how he knew where she was going . The stag replied he had been asked to help her by Alicia.

Nudging her gently he suggested they should approach the one hundred packs of wolfs in the valley together and with stealth. He also asked that she let him do the initial talking. Rachel agreed to this readily as she was weak from hunger and still shocked from what she had seen while she had slept on the journey here.

So together they walked towards the wolves. There were fires and the smell of cooking and Rachel saw shelters too, which looked welcoming these creatures were all in human form. Looking up at the stag Rachel asked him if he was sure these were indeed werewolves. He just smiled down at her.

As the neared the encampment four huge wolves barred their way. They looked incredulously at the two unlikely travelling companions, an emaciated wolf and a stag . “What do you want, have you brought us dinner” Asked the largest male, baring his teeth “No ” Replied the stag telepathically . “I am Thraun leader of my kind and I have been tasked by Alicia Queen of the witches to bring Rachel here to meet and speak with your leaders. The wolves though not stupid were taken aback by this stag that could talk inside their heads. They started to back away all except for the female among them who approached Rachel.

Rachel stood her ground as the older female spoke gently to her. “How have you managed to survive on your own and why do you have a stag as an escort and why are you on a mission for the Queen Witch?” Rachel looked this female straight in the eyes and replied “It is a long and dark story and if you will forgive me I would prefer to only tell it once and to your leader” Feeling suddenly tired again, Rachel sat , “Please take me to the elders” The three male wolves made to disagree but the female silenced them and with Thraun leading the way she escorted Rachel towards the camp . As they approached Rachel looked the warmth and human looking creatures. Then Rachel’s eyes were drawn to the sky and the horizon . To the beautiful glow of a new dawn and maybe new hope.

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To be continued.

If you wish to read Lisa’s and Rachel’s story up to this point you can find it here.

Wordless Wednesday : Spot the Frog.

© willowdot21. 2019

© willowdot21. 2019

Twittering Tales #161 – 5 November 2019

It’s Tuesday again and time Kat Myrman Twittering Tales.

Photo by Michael Gaida

It had been six weeks since the invasion.Dan had been living on his wits traveling by night hiding by day. He had been on his own since day nine. He had seen the factory from the road and decided to camp there a while. It was about 2am when the beam struck. He could hide no more.
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OOOOOLAU!

Jeff Wayne War of the World.

K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.3/11/19.

Today’s edition of K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge is brought to you by K’lee and his prompt; Autumn leaves/autumn light.

I love Autumn.

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Autumn colours and light. willowdot21. 2019

This is my entry for the Cosmic Photo Challenge. # CosPhoChal

Twittering Tales #160 – 29 October 2019

This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales.

Image From Pixabay

“Come on, we’re late! Cutting across the cemetery will save twenty minutes. I know it’s almost dark but I am more afraid of Mum than the dead.” James said jumping over the wall. “No” shouted Paul. James was home in 15 mins. Paul however was never seen again.
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Twittering Tales #159 – 22 October 2019

This is my entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales. #159.

Photo by Pexels at Pixabay.com

Countdown.

He’d noticed the numbers, they all had. It had been an annoyance at first. Days passed and it diminished. No one in the office mentioned it yet they all had spotted it. One by one the numbers on the screens reached 00. One by one the programmers disappeared. Where had they gone.

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Twittering Tales #154 – 17 September 2019 – Photo Prompt

The Find.

“It looks great in the hall.”
“Where’d you find it?”
“The attic.”
“I’m not sure it looks a tad worn.”
“Nothing a good polish won’t fix.”
“Umm, really?”
“Look a rub here, a rub there and it will shine like new!”
“Let’s get some coffee.”
As Will and Ed walked off the knocking started.
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This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales.