This week’s writing prompts are – A rabbit hole – river – being lost – Serpent – oranges
Monthly Archives: September 2019
Autumn is the crisp morning dew followed by golden sunshine and rains of multi-coloured leaves
Everything crunching under foot with a satisfying crunch, scrunch, crunch
Delicious spices fill the air with pies, casseroles and soups
Harvest time for all, pumpkins, squashes, apples and more
Cheeky children knocking at Halloween’s door, begging for candies and little treats
You have to give it to them, they are so sweet
Dew drops start to freeze in the cooling air
Summer is gone without a care
Soon it shall be winter
Bonfires burn and glow, fireworks emblazon the night skies
The fire is filled to the brim with wood, hear it snap, snap snap to a crisp in the heat
Winter shall be here in a heart beat
Under trees I walk
Merrily I step into autumn
Never too cold or warm – it always pleases me
This week’s writing prompts are – A blacksmith – An Attic – Princess – Bus – A death
Learning the recorder and how to read music is working out pretty well for me, I have only been learning this for two week today and already I can play the first four lines of Clair De Lune with few mistakes and a shaky and squeaky Ode to Joy! It’s especially impressive as I have been trying to practise with a stuffed up nose this week.
I am going to try to set up a YouTube or Patreon video about my musical progresses as well as other things too, but mostly about the music. I haven’t really thought what to do yet, but I am working on it. I am hoping to do this for the New Year but I will say I make no promises regarding this.
The prompts for the week are – Glass – Harmonica – Giant – Knolls – A birth
Always a pleasure
That art is freedom, it is pure bliss!
I am tentatively venturing into the world of acrostic poetry. Something I don’t have much confidence for, but I would like to explore it a bit more.
For those who are not in the know, acrostic poetry takes a form that is like this;
Elizabeth it is in vain you say
“Love not”—thou sayest it in so sweet a way:
In vain those words from thee or L. E. L.
Zantippe’s talents had enforced so well:
Ah! if that language from thy heart arise,
Breathe it less gently forth—and veil thine eyes.
Endymion, recollect, when Luna tried
To cure his love—was cured of all beside—
His folly—pride—and passion—for he died.
As you can see a poetic line (I am not very good with jargon) starts with the first letter of a word in each sentence. This was written by Edgar Allan Poe and it is called ELIZABETH.
It should flow well into each other, each line and remain within the subject matter which is the word you are working from.
There are many poetry competitions in the UK which specialise on only acrostic entries and most of those competitions offer prizes of £150 for the win – I have never taken the plunge to enter any creative writing competitions, but I am hoping to change this someday.
You will see a new category on my blog soon purely for acrostic poetry.
I also wanted to mention today in this post that I am no longer doing the Sunday word counts as I find it sometimes demoralising – especially when I don’t reach my 10k goal, for some reason or another making my failure public seem all the more worse.
This week’s prompts are – Blacksmith – Phoenix – City – An Illness – Snow
Interesting prompts giving me a lot of ideas for a large story, possibly another novel, not something I really need at the moment considering the back log of ideas I have but there you go!
Blackness descends all around me
Clothing me in the shadows of darkness
How dark can it get?
Darker than dark
I am hidden from the world
Hidden within the prison of a dark pearl
They keep me safe, but blind, concealed alone
Clasped within the hands of the damned
I am at their mercy
For at any time, the pearl can drop and break
As can my soul
When shall I at last wake?