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: Offering #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image below shows a female figure, translucent and rainbow coloured, emerging from mist in which many shapes move. She is holding a bowl. Before her are strange blue pinnacles… which could be close or distant, spires, ice or… something else

The Offering: painting and photo © Sue Vincent at scvincent.com

The candle burned low as I sat alone contemplating my life. I was alone, cold and to be honest I was afraid. A draft caught the candle and I was in the dark. The blackness was plapable and I was enclosed in it. I could not see a hand in front of me.

It was so quiet I could hear my heart beating, it was a comforting sound, slow and rhythmic. I was totally alone, my life has always been so busy. Family, husband, children, grandchildren, friends. Where were they now. I was in need,but I was alone.

Eventually my eyes grow accustomed to the dark there is still smoke escaping from the candle, as I watch it seems to ignite with soft yellow light, a figure of a woman with glorious long red hair is gliding up in front of her are blue pinacles of light. In her hand she is carrying a bowl, it looks like precious cargo to me.

My sharp intake of breath makes her turn and face me. She smiles at me, I have a great urge to follow her as she is radiating warmth and peace. As I stand to follow her she raises her hand to still me. “No” she whispers “This is not your time” I stand and watch here as she floats off toward the blue lights. Here soft voice floats back to me. “Life is the gift I bestow on you tonight use it well.” Then she is gone.

The candle burst back into life as there is a knock at the door. I turn on the tree lights as I hear voices. It’s the grandchildren. Thank you, I think, I am glad, so glad I staid.


This is part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto. This image this week is one of the very talented Sue’s paintings.

Wordless Wednesday : Life out of death.

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Not the A to Z April Challenge : Monsoon

Drip, patter, patter  it is  coming

Hear  the  near dead earth start to sing

Hidden life  begins to  push

Up towards the  rain’s Woosh!

Children delighted

Gather buckets

Monsoon at

Last new

Life!

 

 

 

Gentle Flower ( A Nonnett)

Gentle  flower why do you weep

Why  do you droop and seem so weak

Too strong  the sun’s rays burn you

I shall  shade you with love

Ask for rain to fall

Mosten  your soil

End your thirst

New life

Bloom.

 

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Artwork by Johnny Ojanpera

Day 11 NaPoWriMo… Tanka : New Birth

Day 11 NaPoWriMo : Today’s prompt is write a Tanka , ( poem of five lines or five line stanza working on syllables, with the pattern being 5-7-5-7-7.) I dug into my own memories for these three Tanka on new life. 

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New Birth

Pain,such awful pain

Silence broken by a cry

Gut wrenching raw fear

A weak  cry such joy to hear

Awaited  child at long last here.

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Silence what is wrong

Should he be blue, panicked ask

heaving, oxygen mask

Glass case wires and tubes please God

Keep him safe we love him

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Bright sun but cold wind

Snug in a multicoloured shawl

Proud smile hides the nerves

Safely homeward bound at last

Into the future, not lost.

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