Entries tagged with daily prompt

Entry tags:

THE PINK JOURNAL MASTER LIST FOR 2014

THE PINK JOURNAL MASTER LIST FOR 2014

MuseWrite Writing Challenge 2014

NaNoWriMo 2014 Meta and Update Posts( Read more... )

Other Stories
The Way It Went Down

Pink Journal Scrapbook 2014
( Read more... )

THE PINK JOURNAL MASTER LIST FOR 2012
THE PINK JOURNAL MASTER LIST FOR 2013

Entry tags:

Moment in Time

Moment in Time

The click of the camera alerts her to the person taking her picture. He is smiling like he has seen the greatest beauty in the world.

“Dean! Stop that and take some of the landscape for a change.” Mary said as she tried to hide her face from him.

“The landscape isn’t as beautiful as you are. Come on. Let me take a few more.” Dean pulled at her hand in front of her face.

“No!” Mary giggled and fell into him.

“Ah then I shall have to kiss you until you give in.” Dean said. “I love the way your cheeks turn pink when I kiss you.”

“They do not!” Mary protested.

“Kiss me then I will take a picture to prove it to you.” Dean said.

“That is so not going to happen.” Mary laughed.

Dean suddenly pulled her close and kissed her until she moaned with desire. He pulled away and snapped a picture.

“That isn’t fair!” Mary insisted.

Dean laughed. “Yes it is!”

It became Dean’s favorite picture of her. Even after they were old and grey, he still saw his Mary as she was on that day forever preserved on film.

(1347 found on smellslikeateensblog tumblr)

Entry tags:

Make Better Choices

There are many ways to make better choices. But first you must examine the choices that you have made and why those were the choices in the first place. There are many reasons for the choices that have been made. These can be the reason that you chose one thing over another.

Personal reasons are the most common. These are the wants and needs that you have. Food choices and lifestyle choices fall into this category.

Business reasons are mostly professional choices. Choices are made for the best financial gain. Sometimes the choice is passion over money.

Family reasons can be a little tricky. Choices are made to make the parents proud. Choices can be made for what is best for the current family situation.

Social reasons are sometimes called peer pressure and can be very hard to resist. There can also be social taboos that can dictate what choices you make.

(1305 credit oxblack flickr)

Entry tags:

My Dear Beloved

My Dear Beloved

I walk upon the street that we once walked. It doesn't seem the same.

I know that it was springtime when we last strolled this way and now it is fall. The buds were on these same trees that the colored leaves are falling from. It’s like they know you are gone and I am alone.

I am not angry that you left. I am only sad that I am on my own once more. Fate knew this would come to be and there was no mercy in its heart. There was no warning to spare us.

I will walk this street that we once traveled every day until we are together again. I promise that to you my beloved.

I will think of the words we said and the way you held onto my arm. I will let those memories comfort me for now. That is all I can do.

Good bye my beloved for a little while at least.

(1035 credit dyadyavasya flickr)

Entry tags:

One Last Drink

One Last Drink

Billy and David had been friends forever. That was what made it so tragic. Billy was gone and David was lost without him. It all started the night of the storm.

The accident happened on a black ice coated curve of the road. Billy’s truck slid on the ice and over the bank. The truck hit the guardrail and flipped twice. It landed upside down and crushed the cab. The only thing that didn’t happen was it didn’t catch on fire.

It took two tow trucks to get it get it out of the ravine. It took the Jaws of Life to remove Billy from the truck.

The memorial went up the next day. A cross was added by a local church the day after. There were cards candles and stuffed animals from all his friends and family.

Then there was one lone bottle of Jack Daniels with a grocery store bouquet of flowers in it. Some thought it was inappropriate but if they knew the two men then they would understand.

Even though Billy was sober the night he died, they had been drinking buddies for years. The bottle that David placed at the memorial was the last one that they had shared. There had been one last drink left in the bottle. There was one last drink between friends.

(1230 found at revolver tumblr)

Entry tags:

Meant To Be

People that are meant to be together always find each other in the end.

Call it destiny or fate but there is a truth about the heart that no one really wants to acknowledge. Love is a strong pull that brings two people together. Hearts beat in the synchronized rhythm calling to each other. It can be heard over time and space. It is cosmic and undeniable at the same time.

There is someone for everyone. It may not be the person that is expected. It may not even be the person we want or think we want. It is the person that is meant for you.

Fate pulls these hearts together without the consideration of race or gender. Traveling over miles and time the heartbeats call to each other beckoning the two people to find each other.

When they do the bond they form is the strongest and most unbreakable there ever was. The depth of emotion that it encompasses is vast and awesome.

These are the lovers that fall in love at first sight. These are the soul mates that stories have been told about. These are the true believers in love fate and destiny. These are the ones meant to be together.

(812 credit Agnesam weheartit)

Entry tags:

The Sentinel at the Shore

The Sentinel at the Shore

A lone stone watchtower stood looking out into the moving water. Its only companion was the ring of a stone wall. Lonely and quiet, it took solemn vigil at the shore.

What tales it could tell, it would never say. To do so would be against the code of the warriors that built it. it would only stand and watch as conquest and conquer came and went. That was its sole duty.

Time would bring down its stones one day but it would never erase the history that the sentinel witnessed. Written or not, the words were its to keep.

(1188 credit juliamkaesler Flicker)

Entry tags:

Iron Gate

Iron Gate

Step through the Iron Gate

Walk into the secrets it keeps.

Gaze at the treasures it guards.

Close it tight and stay for a while.

Become one of the secrets it keeps.

Become one of the treasures it guards.

When you are done open it up.

And step through the Iron Gate once more.

(1216 credit Loretta O’connell Picture This Photography Facebook)

Entry tags:

Welcome to the Russell

Welcome to the Russell

The trip has been a long one. The plane was late at the gate. When I finally got on board, I got a headache. Chewing gum did not help; neither did the man snoring behind me.

I grabbed my bags and hailed a taxi. It was a short trip to the hotel. I got out of the taxi and was greeted by the sight of the grand old hotel

The Doorman smiled as he opened the taxi door. He was smartly dressed. He actually seemed happy to see me. “Welcome to the Russell, ma’am.”

“Thank you.” I replied. I couldn’t help but smile back. It was if his smile was contagious.

The Porter rushed to take my bags from the boot of the taxi. He smiled at me. “Is this all there is, ma’am?”

“Yes.” I smiled at him too. I couldn’t help it.

“Very good. Welcome to the Russell.” He said as he picked up my bags and put them on his trolley at the top of the steps.

“Thank you.” I said as I walked up the steps.

The Doorman held the door as I entered the lush lobby. Rich velvet seating and exquisitely carved woodwork spoke to the age and greatness of the place. My steps were padded by the thick carpet as I approached the desk to sign in.

The Desk Clerk smiled and asked my name. I gave it without hesitation and smiled back at his cheery face.

“Your room is ready and waiting, ma’am. Welcome to the Russell. We hope to make your stay here enjoyable.” The Desk Clerk said with a smile.

“Thank you I’m sure I will find it so.” I took the old fashioned brass key from him. I looked at it and realized how rare it was to still have a real hotel key in the modern world. I smiled at the thought then back at the desk clerk.

The Porter led me to a lift. An old man was sitting on a stool inside. He was the Operator. He gave me a cheeky grin as he stood and closed the doors. The porter told him the floor and the old man started the apparatus.

When we reached our destination, the old Operator opened the doors tipped his hat at me. “Welcome to the Russell, ma’am.”

“Thank you.” I replied before I followed the Porter to my room.

The Porter opened the door and put the bags on the stand for me. “If there is anything else ma’am, just give us a ring.”

“I will. Thank you.” I handed him a tip and gave him a smile as he handed me the key.

“Thank you.” He said as he hurried out the door.

I fell on the overstuffed bed and kicked off my shoes. Finally, I felt welcome somewhere if only for a little while.

(1139 credit Where to Wander Blogspot)

Entry tags:

A Moment of Joy

A Moment of Joy

Never forget joy. It is the thing that makes all our struggles worth the effort. Joy should be experienced whenever possible and when one is in the deepest darkest places.

Joy is the spark that fuels us. It is the moment when being alive becomes pleasure. it is necessary to complete us and to make our hearts continue to beat.

Do something fun for the sheer joy of it. Make yourself laugh. Lighten the darkness around you. Do it for yourself and do it often.

Don’t forget to give joy to others. Give joy to the ones who love you. Give joy to a complete stranger. Sometimes there is joy in just giving it to others.

Remember the joy.

(1097 credit Damir Sagolj photoshelter)

Entry tags:

Home

Home

There is a place I call home. It is a quiet place that I hold in my heart. The actual place is no longer there but it lingers in my memories.

The brick house was just large enough for family to gather for holidays and days of mourning. Each room was warm and comforting. It brought peace to my heart and joy to my soul.

Outside, I would walk in the beauty of nature. Green grass and wildflowers were a constant in the spring and summer. A small creek hidden among the trees meandered by with a slow leisurely pace to soothe my troubles. I could breathe deeply and release everything that bothered me.

Sometimes in my mind I go back there and walk the paths and watch the stream in my dreams. I would give anything to go back there again and feel the way I did. But it is impossible to go back to something that isn’t there.

It is true you can’t go back to what was. You can only move forward to what is. There are only those things you can carry with you. Things like the comfort of home.

(1042 credit ImageSensors Flickr)

Entry tags:

Wave

Wave

Crash upon the shore, Break into pieces

Pull back and retreat only to return again

Be the wave on the sandy shore.

Break the pebbles of life into sandy bits.

Make them small and easy to deal with.

Be the wave on the edge of the ocean of life

Be the steady force Be the elusive power

Crash upon the shore and conquer life itself.

(965 credit Ingeborg Vangsnes Flickr)

Entry tags:

Under The Dome of Wonder

Under The Dome of Wonder

What if we were all under a giant dome? Someone greater being than we are would be observing us like ants in a glass case.

Would we amuse them? Would we anger them with our choices? How would they see us? Would it be the same as we see ourselves?

These are questions that can never be answered. Or can they?

It’s a matter of how we see ourselves. We can only make the best choices for ourselves every day. We can’t think of how it looks or the impression that it gives to others. Not everyone will agree with the choices we make so there is no way the greater being can approve of all of them as well.

We are here to live our lives the best we can. We need to be the greater being looking down at our own lives that is the only way we can answer the questions that we have.

We are our own judge and our own observer under the dome we put ourselves inside.

(847 credit stereotypesempty tumblr)

Entry tags:

Gaslight

Gaslight

Let the gaslight warm your welcome.

Come in and shake off the cold.

We are your friends, your family.

We are the ones that love you.

Let the gaslight warm your heart.

Let it bring your heart joy to see it.

Let it lighten your sorrows and doubts.

Here are the ones that love you.

Travel through the glow and find what you need.

Everything that matters is here to find.

Let us shoulder the burdens, take your worries.

That is our privilege as the ones that love you.

(340 credit redmortem tumblr)

Entry tags:

THE PINK JOURNAL MASTER LIST FOR 2013

THE PINK JOURNAL MASTERLIST FOR 2013

Writer's Notebook
( Entries )
House Of Darken
MuseWrite Writing Challenge For 2013

Faerie Fantasy of the Questing Princess
Changing Times

Rose Day
( For AWDT Valentine Quickies 2013 )
Dameisele Cwen
( For NaNoWriMo 2013 )
Ogham-Duir
The Dragons Of Aster Cliffs
( Dragon Big Bang 1 )
Home Front (For Establishedfest)

Charloft's 100 Drabbles of Summer 2013

Pink Journal Scrapbook 2013
Musings
( Here )
Poems
( Here )
THE PINK JOURNAL MASTER LIST FOR 2012

Entry tags:

What is a Revolution?

Rating: G

Summary: the definitions of ‘revolution’

Prompt: 986. credit Matt Dunham AP Images

Word Count: 228

What is a Revolution?

A revolution is an overthrow or repudiation and the thorough replacement of an established government or political system by the people governed. This is usually con by a conquering force or an uprising. History shows us that this is effective but never completely stable

According to ‘Sociology’ a revolution is a radical and pervasive change in society and the social structure, especially one made suddenly and often accompanied by violence. This is more a grass roots started movement. There have been several examples of this in recent times. Arab spring is one that comes to mind.

A revolution can also be a sudden, complete or marked change in something. the example given is the present revolution in church architecture. This can also be seen in the conscious of people. When the realization comes that their life is not what they want, then a personal revolution is in order.

A revolution is also a procedure or course, as if in a circuit, back to a starting point. When I hear this I see a race course or a running track. I also see something revolving around a fixed point like a record on a turntable.

But a revolution can simply be a single turn of some kind. It is true that what goes around comes around thus creating a revolution of its own kind.

(source dictionary.com)

Entry tags:

The Journey

Rating: G

Summary: The journey of life/

Prompt: 1014 credit David Tribby

Word Count: 182

The Journey

We all take a journey. It’s called life. Some journeys are short and some are long but we all travel along.

What makes one journey different from another are the stops we make along the way. This school or that job makes one journey unique from another. Who and when we fall in love also makes an impact.

The best life is the one with many stops. Each stop builds on the richness of the overall journey. They make a collection of stories

Think of the stories as a collection of postcards from the stops we have made. The thicker the stack the longer it will take to look through it. Each postcard tells a story of the stop made along the journey. Some are full color and glossy others are simple black and white thick cardstock. No two are the same.

The traveler with the best postcards will think the journey too short. The traveler with the fewest or with the ugliest will think the journey too long.

On your journey of life enjoy the ride and don’t forget the postcards!

Entry tags:

At The Diner

X

At The Diner

At the diner there is salt and pepper

At the diner there is sugar and spice

At the diner there is mustard and ketchup

At the diner there is relish and mayo

At the diner there is cream and coffee

At the diner there is tea and lemon

At the diner there is pie and milk

At the diner there is donuts and cake

At the diner there is burger and fries

At the diner there is meatloaf and peas

At the diner there a booth for two

At the diner there is me and you

(979. credit momopeche flickr)

Entry tags:

Coffee And Chocolate

Coffee And Chocolate

Rating: G

Summary: Two great things coming together

Prompt: 910credit totesmarie tumblr

Word Count: 130

Coffee And Chocolate

Coffee wakes you up and gives you the boost that you need to make it through the day. Some days you need more coffee than others. Some days you want less. It all evens out in the end.

Chocolate is just as necessary as coffee. Some would argue it is even more so. It makes your brain happy and a happy brain is a productive one. The darker chocolate is the better. Darkness equals happiness when it comes to chocolate.

When you combine the boost of coffee and the happiness of chocolate magic happens. It is the best and most productive combination in the world.

We should all consume coffee and chocolate as often and as much as possible. We would all be happy productive people. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Entry tags:

The Seeds Within You

Rating: G

Summary: We are all filled with seeds.

Prompt: 826.credit beautifullyacceptable @ tumblr

Word Count: 200

The Seeds Within You

We are all full of seeds. The seeds are called possibilities. Each one has the potential of being something great.

When a seed is nurtured and cared for it will grow into a wonderful thing. Those seeds may be great art, great music or great writing. A seed could also be the skill of a great surgeon who saves more lives than can be counted.

When a seed is not nurtured it will become rotted and will never fulfill the potential it held. That is the biggest waste of all. We as a human race will lose so much from seeds that were never nurtured.

Imagine a world where all the seeds within an individual were nurtured. Imagine the great things that will come from those seeds. The art, music and literature would only be the beginning. Diseases could be cured. Technology would be advanced. Life for all citizens of the world would improve.

We have the possibility to do anything. We also have the ‘seed’ within us to nurture the seeds in others. It is the most important of all our seeds because it reseeds the world with the next generation.

Nurture some seeds and plant a better world.