RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #115 Clouds and Sunshine

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge Clouds and Sunshine

By Teresa Smeigh September 2016

The sunshine peeks through

The clouds on a dreary day.

Then the sun breaks through.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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Haiku – My Lord

My Lord

by Teresa Smeigh December 2016

I trail thee my Lord.

I follow wherever you lead.

You are my savior.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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Haiku – The Future

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“The Future”

by Teresa Smeigh January 2017

Look at the future.

Think of the good things to come.

Don’t think of the past!

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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Our Write Side – February 14, 2017

I wrote this last week for another prompt and I think it also fits “Wicked Meandering” and so I am combining them with a few changes.

Our Write Side’s Master Class

Light and Shade Challenge

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Image from WikiCommons, taken by Miroslav Olszewski and used under the Creative Commons Agreement

*********Rules Below*********

Wicked Meandering

by Teresa Smeigh February 2017

Large meadows, a stand of trees and mountains in the distance. This is the village Gracie and Joanie decided to visit first. They planned to hike the area, meandering wherever they wanted to go.

The villagers weren’t happy. They tried to talk them out of it, but the girls were determined to hike the area and explore.

The Villagers insisted they stay on the main road only. They tried to stop them one more time and then they shut up. The girls made it clear they were going. They left the situation with a sort of ANXIOUS PEACE.

They started early the next morning. Carefully cleaning up their camp site before they left.

The flowers in the meadow were exquisite. It seemed like all the colors in the rainbow.

They walked for a while before they spotted a building off in the distance. They had already forgotten the rules the villagers set. They walked a little further looking for a path over there. They were going even if they had to walk through the flowers.

Eventually they came across a small break in the meadow. It seemed to head towards the building. So off they started.

As they came close they noticed this must be the back of the building as there was only one window with bars on it. Continuing their sightseeing they came closer to the building. They slowed down and snapped a few pictures of the back and then headed around the building to the front.

As they came around the corner they were met with a guy aiming a gun at them. They stopped immediately and looked at each other. They glanced at the front and there was a door and another window with bars on it.

Gracie started to ask if they could look inside and he told her to be quiet and listen. Trespassers were unwelcome and would be dealt with accordingly.

Both girls looked at the gun uneasily. They wondered what he meant.

“You have breached the end of the world,” he said. “Your choices are to be shot after my friends hunt you down and bring you back or you can step inside the building and take your chances with what was inside.”

They looked at each other, tired and dirty. Maybe they could wash up in there. Maybe there was a friendly woman inside. They chose the building.

Stepping over the threshold, there was a sudden flash and bang and the girls were gone.

Agar, the village head, said, “They didn’t listen and wondered off. Why don’t they listen? Why must they all WICKEDLY MEANDER when warned?”

The booms continued as the girls moved from dimension to dimension. Gone forever.

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The rules:

  1. Read the prompts.
  2. Write a story answering the prompt. This can mean you use the prompt as your title, somewhere in your story, or as the idea.
  3. Please share the prompt you chose.
  4. Share the url to your story in the comments OR, if you don’t have your own blog, share your story in the comments. Either way, it will be promoted.
  5. Please keep your stories pg-13 or under since this is a public page. Add trigger warnings where necessary. Keep vulgarity to a minimum.
  6. Think outside the box. These prompts are meant to challenge you.
  7. Have FUN!

Your prompts for this week:

  1. Wicked Meandering
  2. Professional Dummy
  3. Anxious Peace

 

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

 

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My Weekly Writing Challenge – Esther Newton Blog

My Weekly Writing Challenge

unicorns

The Appearing Unicorn

by Teresa Smeigh January 2016

I attempt to blow my horn

And there appears a unicorn.

That’s not a sheep,

I begin to weep.

I shouldn’t have been born.

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Flash Fiction

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Tim Livingston with the blog, The ForesterArtist. Thank you Tim for our photo prompt this week!

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Abandoned

by Teresa Smeigh March 2017

The boys were all avidly listening to the speaker. They were at a campout and it was time for ghost stories. Rudy volunteered to go first.

It was dark beyond the campfire. The boys were teasing Rudy for believing in ghosts.

“Shssh,” he said, “this is real.”

The boys all laughed, but finally settled down.

Rudy began speaking, “the Vegas family was known around the area as criminals. All of them. Most of the residents believed them, but one family, Mr. and Mrs. Stein scoffed at the stories. One day they disappeared in their old car. They were never found.”

The boys started laughing again and teasing Rudy. The leader was trying to settle them all down when right near them in the woods, lights turned on and a motor started to run.

The leader was laughing until the car started out of the woods and headed right towards him. He ran after the boys

Rudy’s older brother Randy roared with laughter, then abandoned the old rusty car.

***Rules***

1. A prompt photo will be provided each Tuesday to be used as a base to your story. Please include photo prompt with your story.

2. Linking for this challenge begins on Tuesday and runs to the following Monday evening.

3. Please credit photo to photographer.

4. The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words). Please try and stay within this limit.

5. Pingback to the challenge post in your story’s post.

6. This is a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less) and each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Therefore, no serial (continuation) stories. They become too complicated for our readers.

7. Add your story to the InLinkz Link-up (Blue Froggy button). Please let me know if you need link-up instructions.

8. Please keep stories below R rating.

9. Please respect the diversity of our readers and writers in regard to race, religion, and life style choice when writing your stories.

10. Remember, half the fun is reading and commenting on each other’s stories.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

 

 

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I have published chapter two of my book “The Marine Corps Doesn’t Issue Wives”

I have published chapter two of my book “The Marine Corps Doesn’t Issue Wives”. Click here for the chapter itself or here for the page that contains all the chapters if you missed the first one.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #118 Reward&Trial

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #118 Reward&Trial

By Teresa Smeigh September 2016

My life is a trial,

but not without its rewards.

My God sees to that.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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I am writing a book, but not publishing it the standard way. I am publishing it in pieces here on my 2 blogs.

I have created a page on my other blog and put it at the top with my other pages. It is called “The Marine Corps Doesn’t Issue Wives – a Memoir” and I will post reminders to makes sure if you want to follow it on here you can. Below is the info and what I am dealing with right now.

The link to the page directly is: https://tessacandoit.com/the-marine-corps-doesnt-issue-wives-a-memoir/

The book has been updated through chapter one. Chapter one is the only chapter that has been vetted through my writing group which includes someone who has been published numerous times and offers her services. Since I am not going the whole real publishing route I figured this is good enough for me. Plus the I get the suggestions from the others in the group as well and so I can pick and choose as to what I agree with.

The group only meets once a month though and the woman I am most interested in doesn’t always come. Therefore her comments will not always be available, so I have to choose whether to go on and post my chapters as they come along (I am halfway done this first book with ideas for 2 more possible after it) and just edit it after I get my edits from them or slowly mete out the story one chapter every month or two, possibly longer if she doesn’t show up. I am just not sure. Plus I would always accept constructive criticism from those of you on here who read it. Most of you are writers as well and know what you are doing and have been published. I already know that commas and I don’t get along well together. When I get my work back from the group meetings there are commas everywhere. I also write long sentences at times and, then I have to break them down.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

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Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge – Clean and Sharp

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Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge – Clean and Sharp

By Teresa Smeigh May 2017

Needles clean and sharp

Pierce the skin swiftly, less pain

I hate insulin

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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Pollinating

Pollinating

by Teresa E. Smeigh May 2017

A bee buzzed a pretty flower.

I walked by and it did not cower.

Buzzing gently from flower to flower.

Pollinating many during the hour.

 

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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Flash Fiction Challenge – Week of August 9, 2016

soccer

Photo by Yinglan.

Kid’s Soccer – by Teresa Smeigh August 2016

Danny always warmed the bench. The coach didn’t think he was good enough to play with the others.

Danny cried every game that he sat out and wished with all his heart that he was better at sports. Danny’s father didn’t take the time to practice with him like the other kids and their dad’s.

Danny’s dad was a dead beat. His mom worked hard to support them and therefore couldn’t even see his games.

Today his mom had come. She got off work early. He prayed he could play just this once. He was surprised when the coach told him he was going in.

Happily he took his spot. The ball was in play and Danny ran and kicked the ball right into the goal. The goal of his team. His teammates booed and Danny cried. His mother hugged him and told him she was proud.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 13 – swell and foam (Tanka)

Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 13 – swell and foam

Gentle Waves by Teresa Smeigh September 2016

The swell of water rolls,

Gently over my bare feet.

The foam disappears

back into the sea slowly,

As another gently rolls in.

Rules:

Simple Guidelines.

Take the two words and write a Tanka Poem.

Tanka consists of five units, usually with the following pattern of    5-7-5-7-7 which is syllables.

This is for the readers that haven’t tried writing a Tanka and don’t understand how to write one.

Line 1 – 5 syllables, Line 2 – 7 syllables, Line 3 – 5 syllables, Line 4 – 7 syllables, Line 5 – 7 syllables.

What is a syllable?

  1. a unit of pronunciation having one vowel sound, with or without surrounding consonants, forming the whole or a part of a word; for example, there are two syllables in water and three in inferno.
  2. You can use the picture above.

Copy and paste the link of your finished tanka in the owner’s comments.

 

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Haiku – Water lilies

by Teresa Smeigh – December 2016

Water Lilies drift

colorfully across the pond.

Lovely drenched in rain.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

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The Judge – a poem

The Judge by Teresa Smeigh October 2016

Judge’s Story

Broke news that Sunday.

Bridge in lake.

Can’t cross it!

The Judge was sitting drinking,

Proud as he could be.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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The Gavel – a poem

The Gavel

By Teresa Smeigh August 2016

Slam that gavel hard!

We all jump at the banging.

Order in the court.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.com

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The Cruise – a haiku

pier-19073_1280The Cruise by Teresa Smeigh December 2015

They were on a cruise.

The waves rose so high it rolled.

They were still at the pier.

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Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 31 – PEACE & TEAR

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Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 31 – PEACE & TEAR

By Teresa Smeigh April 2017

Peace settled slowly

Over the dark, war-torn lands.

Tears glistened in eyes.

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Eight Legs – a poem

golden-orb-spider-281142_1920 (2)Eight Legs

By Teresa Smeigh February 2016

Eight spider legs hanging there,

Hidden out of sight, its dark.

Now its in my hair.

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My Weekly Writing Challenge – Esther Newton Blog

My Weekly Writing Challenge

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Bubbles

by Teresa Smeigh January 2016

The princess blew a bubble.

It broke on the guard’s stubble.

She cursed and cried.

She was teary-eyed.

Then next she blew a double.

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