Day: November 13, 2018

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: November 13, 2018

~ thereluctantpoet

Come join in the fun of writing a new poem or story off Tuesday’s prompt.

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Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challenges that can be written in 10 to 15minutes,  inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting.  Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support.  All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate.  Feel free to share this post on your own blogs and/or Facebook.

Today’s prompt: Why do you think we feel so bad when we lose someone? Can you truly “lose” someone?

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davidbrucehaiku: doing nothing

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DOING NOTHING

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time doing nothing —

time that you enjoy wasting

is not wasted time

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A summer memory

~ thereluctantpoet

Shari Blaukopf's Sketchbook

Today I came across a few sketches that I hadn’t scanned from my summer travels, including this one that brought back some memories of a very special place. During my workshop in Provence, we spent a day at Saint Paul de Mausole Monastery, where Van Gogh spent over a year at the asylum and painted some of his most iconic paintings including The Starry Night and Irises. He also painted at least 15 paintings of the olive trees just outside the walls of the asylum.

When I first caught of a glimpse of these ancient, gnarled trees, their shapes were so familiar — from reproductions and originals I’ve seen over the years in books and at various museums — but I didn’t get to paint them that first day. It wasn’t until a week later that I got my wish to sketch them, in between a quick lunch…

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A Bond for a Lifetime

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Confab With Me

She grows in me like some runic inscriptions,
syllables that drown me in her stupor
words that draws me in her love
and her thoughts distinct and clear
exuded through my benign smile
and I was blessed,
for I knew,
she is going to stay for a lifetime

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