Writing Prompt #120 – Soul in a Locket


All free from Google (Sam added the text to image 1)

How shall I use these broken wings
When to fix them
I must pluck the feathers from another’s back

I cannot bring a second here
To be beat and broken too

But as time ebbs on
My mask will fall
I’ll need a little help

I’ll let someone in
Past my façade
My lies and smiles

All to gain a way
To find myself
A cure

An elixir
For normality

To not need to wait
With baited breath
Heart thudding painfully in my chest

For a steady hand
The driest palm
To loose that sense of doubt

We’d chip away the layers
Let the casing fall away

Leaving a renewed
And confident


This ones been mulling around in my drafts for a while, it didn’t feel quite right until now. I read loved this prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie 🙂


Yeah Write Microstory #227 – Oh Faithful Clothes Horse

With sticky-tape
I wind
Around your broken limbs

So loyal
For so long
You held my shirts and socks

Throughout the day
And long through the night
You stood tall until


Down come the jeans
The towels-
All my clean underwear!

Joseph’s Star – The Winding Path

Jacek Yerka. Erosion. WikiArt.

Jacek Yerka. Erosion. WikiArt.

That lead to
Recovery of self
Are tough at the best of times –
But friend, if you persevere
You’ll come out stronger
Than before-


Inspired by the above photo, in the form of a Joseph’s Star (non-rhyming 8-line poem with a syllable count of 1/3/5/7/7/5/3/1) for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Tale Weaver #26 – Inuksuk


I stand
Teetering on the edge
The fall
A never ending drop

I wobble
Breath catching
The earth
Gone for just a moment

Eyes closed
I must go before I turn
Arms outstretched
I lean into the open air


A feeling of warmth
Fingers entwined with my own

Arms holding me close
Beautiful, comforting words

I am grounded now
Here to stay

Thank you



Inspired by Mindlovemiserie’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt for this week.
Inuksuk: “something which acts for or performs the function of a person.”

Photo Challenge #73 – Lone Mist


– Natalia Drepina

Misty mornings
She walks alone

Spindly branches sway
Lazily in the breeze
Like fingers
They brush against her

Leaving early tears
To sparkle
Rolling down
The slope of her neck

Bare feet crunch
Now broken twigs
To quell the silence
And start the morning birds cry


Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagery, I really liked this image!


I am so sorry
I took matters
Into these two broken hands
Leaving our situation shattered too

I called upon the darkness
And just like that
The darkness came to be

It took your light
Your life
Your heart

Just leaving me your soul
And you an empty shell

For me
A memory
To carry always

You can no longer feel the whisper of the wind
Nor the freshness of a summer rain
You can’t even feel a comforts touch
To relive you from the pain

The pain of normality
Torn from your being
Leaving just the dregs

I cut short your chance to live a normal life
So now you’re stuck with half

Until I bring you back
And make us whole
So you can live your life again


This is just something inspired by one of my favourite TV shows that I just got into recently, Fullmetal Alchemist.