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Wednesday, 28 March 2018

Words For Wednesday

WFW is a weekly writing prompt designed to get our creative juices flowing.  It's been around for quite a while now and we are always glad to see people join us.  You can use the weekly prompts any way you like.  Use all some or none of the words.  The idea is just to become inspired to write...anything...poetry or prose, fiction or nonfiction, sci fi or fantasy. Why not give it a try.  Leave your offering here in comments or on your own blog.  Just let us know if you are posting on your own blog so we can come and read and encourage.  
Here are this weeks prompt words:

engine, thunder, rolling, blast, ancient, boulder
and/or
misstep, ponder, volume, crib, split and brilliant.

Have fun with these.

27 comments:

  1. This morning I had bad news. It has left me pondering all day. I would love to thunder at full volume about how unfair it is - but my rage and grief would be 'all sound and fury, signifying nothing'. Changing nothing.
    Does anyone know a family which hasn't been blasted by the rolling scourge that is cancer?
    My neighbour Mark was a gentle man, and a gentleman. A brilliant man. I never, ever saw him make the smallest misstep in his dealings with people. Nothing was too much for him to do anyone he thought needed help. Pruning an ancient tree? He was there with a chainsaw and happy to help split the branches and clean up the mess.
    A misfiring engine? He would recommend his mechanic, follow you there, and bring you home again. He would drive you back to collect your car too.
    Sadly, the pain, the treatment and the indignity were too much for him. He could not cope with being cabined, cribbed and confined in hospital and quietly slipped away.
    Missing him feels like a boulder on my heart - and how much heavier that weight is for his family. I am hurting for them, hurting with them.

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    1. And I left out a word. Nothing was too much for him to do for anyone he thought needed help.

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    2. Sad...a sadness that enters the lives of many, too many, unfortunately.

      Written with feeling, EC...well done.

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    3. Lee: It is true. I learned this morning that he had gone, and have been so very sad all day.

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    4. EC, that is very sad. The world could use a few more people like him.

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    5. How sad. My condolences on the loss of your friend. He sounds like a wonderful man.

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    6. Please accept my condolences for the loss of your friend, i will be praying for his family.

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    7. oh, so very sorry to hear of this. I know the loss must be hard for everyone who knew him. Good neighbors are often harder to find than good friends.

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  2. And here is the last one for the month of March....

    "It would take only one MISSTEP, and Anna knew she would end up in the path of the train ENGINE which was ROLLING along the tracks below. Like a BLAST of THUNDER the sound of the iron monster echoed through the valley.

    It had been many years since she’d left the city of her birth, BOULDER, Colorado.

    As the story went, she was still a young baby in her CRIB when her parents packed up in the middle of the night, leaving everything and everyone behind.

    Nevertheless, the sight of the magnificent Rocky Mountains made Anna PONDER a while on her forefathers, the indigenous Apache people and their ANCIENT rites.

    The sun, a BRILLIANT golden orb shone brightly as if it was a sign, guiding the way to enlightenment.

    The VOLUME of parchment sheets filled with faded print she’d found in the attic of her recently-deceased grandfather was the reason for her odyssey.

    For weeks Anna fought a battle within. Whether she would leave or not; whether the answers would be the answers she was seeking.

    It was a SPLIT decision between her inquisitive side and her usual sensible, timid self. The former won."

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    1. I am glad that her inquisitive side triumphed. Unanswered questions are the worst.

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    2. I hope Anna finds the answers she is seeking. And maybe finds more family too.

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    3. Not knowing is the worst pain.

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    4. a wonderful use of the words! I love the mysteries of family trees!

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  3. a single MISSTEP had her crashing against the ANCIENT CRIB like a BOULDER. The VOLUME of the resultant shriek from the crib SPLIT the air like BRILLIANT lightning after ROLLING THUNDER.

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    1. This is brilliant River. And I have crashed to the ground like a boulder more often than I like to admit.

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    2. EC said it all....and she's not alone in the crashing to the ground...I'm right there with her.

      Very descriptive, River...well done. :)

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    3. It always happens just as you get the occupant of the crib to sleep, too.

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    4. hopefully it was not the shriek of a ghost since it was an ancient crib...

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  4. Wow you guys sure get an early start. Mine will be up tomorrow.

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  5. Mine will be up on Friday 30th. Of course, first I have to actually start writing something.....

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  6. ECIt. You hit the top mark by finding a perfect man.

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  7. Lee. Returning to your roots is a great feeling.

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