Thursday photo prompt: Wistful #writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Wistful

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the early morning mists rising over an empty moorland scene beneath a soft pink sky.

The Earth breathed a sigh

All that was human gone

Birds the only inhabitants of the sky.

The animals and her at last alone.

Mother Nature shed a tear.

Was this guilt, that she felt

Or just relief at the end to her fear.

She had shown her strength with the last blow she’d dealt!

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Photo prompt round-up: Lambent #writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Crown

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a well trodden pathway through a field of mown wheat. The path leads up a hill to a green mound crowned with jagged standing stones.

Brave New World

The path well trod leads to the stones

Feet bare or shod approach the thrones

The Gods of men look down and smile

The land is bathed in gold for a while.

For man has has been removed, taken out

By an invisible foe, who soon will die no doubt.

There is nought for it to pray upon

So soon the Gods will be alone, beast and virus gone.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

Thursday photo prompt: Lambent #writephoto

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For visually challenged writers, the image shows a ray of light piercing the heavy clouds above a silky body of water bordered by dark hills.

Cold, weary and completely spent

I trudged on , to the future bent.

Through the longest night of my years

I immerged from the veil of tears.

Not expecting anything heaven sent

The scene I met was glorious and lambent.

Silver and goldens rays escape the clouds

The lake aglow devoid of shrouds.

It awoke my soul and raised my heart

So full of hope this was for me, a new start.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

Guest author: N. A. Granger ~ Torrent…a #writephoto story and news of The Last Pilgrim

A great story from Noelle for #write photo and news of her new book.

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Thursday photo prompt: Torrent #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a waterfall, its peat-coloured waters cascading over a rocky ledge and surrounded by trees.

This week’s prompt ~ Torrent

Like life the waters are muddied

What has tainted them we don’t know.

A rust hue has them sullied

As they dive so far below.

Standing on the edge, eyes open wide

Not sure of my feelings

I turn my head to hide.

Wherever I go, whatever my dealings

I cannot escape the the dive.

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This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

Thursday photo prompt: Still #writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Still

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a peaceful and still pond, surrounded by green, with sheep grazing in the field beyond. The sky is blue and the branches of the trees are just beginning to show their leaves…

Spring hopes eternal

New life flourishes and blooms

Blue skies lift spirits

Nature opens her palate

Blues and greens to lift spirits.

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This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

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Thursday photo prompt: Choice #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a winter landscape, with trees by a stream and rough stepping stones across it.

Choices

The woman stood and looked upstream. It was cold but it was February. It was cold but not the cold of the war. That gnawing cold that the Vampires had spread across the world. That winter that had lasted a decade and been the destruction of so many and so much.

Lisa pulled her cloak around her tighter against the cold and the memory of that long cold and bloody time. She felt so alone so many close to her gone, Mathew ripped to pieces by his own kind, Rachel valiantly fell holding back the hordes of Vampires with so many of her kind. There were so few of the werewolves left now. Faye had been the hardest to take,she had betrayed them but had repented as she died… Something no other Vampire had ever done.

Those ten years and the five after had been hard, lonely years. Lisa felt her age, though her body still looked like that of a young woman. Shaking her head she cleared her brain of all the horrors she had witnessed.

Suddenly voices from behind her brought her back from her memories. She turn to face Calador and Hope approaching her. Calador showing the signs of the fifteen years she had known him, and Hope blossoming into a beautiful young woman. A smile lit up her face and her eyes showed her true magic she was a saviour, Hope by name and nature.

Looking at Hope as she hopped across the stepping stones towards her Lisa knew the choices she had made were the right ones.

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This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

This is part of my continuing my story ‘Vampires the Witch and the Werewolf’ you can read the story so far here.

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Thursday photo prompt: Daybreak #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a morning sky aflame above dark landscape, whose horizon is marked only by trees

Daybreak

Woosh! She swirls her skirts around

Orange, gold, grey and blue

Silently, she wakes the day, without a sound.

She crayons the trees in black, anew

Bidding farewell to the night

Gently she drops dew, the land to nourish

Waving off the early bird in flight

She wakes the Sun so we can flourish.

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Thursday photo prompt: Entrance #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the a green and rocky landscape, with a path leading up to a dark-mouthed cave

ENTRANCE

What secrets lie over the threshold

What echos in the dark and cold

Why do I now hesitate

Sealed forever my fate

Decided too late

No point to fight

Less chance flight

In to

Night.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto.

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Photo prompt round-up: Keep #writephoto

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