Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 11/15/2022 No way but up, no way but down. Nowhere to go, but round and round. Don’t hold the doors, I’ll take the stairs. Either way, I’m not going anywhere.Don’t go outside; you’ll come right back in. You may not lose, but you’ll never win. Thanks forContinue reading “Nowhere to Go”
“Peace and Battle” is a two-part acrostic poem based on the word November.
An old brick wall stood behind the house Time attempted to bring it down, Bit by bit, cracking here and there A weathered and gray wooden door Donned a lock awaiting its key The key eventually found a sad, but curious girl And entrusted itself into her hand She united the key with its lockContinue reading “The Key and the Garden”
Brandon writes a poem based on one of his own photos of a mysterious door.
I participate in several writing prompts, but I don’t normally host them myself. Just out of curiosity, I wanted to try this one. This is a photo of a door under the stairs that leads to the basement of the house in which I am living. At the bottom of my basement stairs, there isContinue reading “Photo Prompt”
For this prompt, I have created two very different responses. I hope each one evokes an emotional reaction. King? Who am I? My name’s Claude. Some call me “King of the Beasts.” Don’t let the name fool you. The hyennas still charge me WAY too much for coffee. They say I’m getting a “royal” discountContinue reading “Lyin’ or King?”
Dylan looked around the used bookshop with little more than a mild interest, but then something at the back of the shop caught his eye. There was a door with caution tape across it in an “X” and the tape read “Crime Scene Do Not Cross.” Naturally, his curiosity got the better of him. HeContinue reading “Graphic”
This poem is in response to a writing prompt from Britta’s Blog, written for the Skeptic’s Kaddish Blog, so please visit each of them. I saw the picture for this prompt, so I’d like to contribute: My boyfriend’s favorite animal was the elephant. I don’t think I ever asked him why; it may be thatContinue reading “Elephant”
The first time I saw the Hand of Death, it was reaching for my sister. I pulled her toward me before it could take hold of her. We had taken our father’s fishing boat out into the middle of the lake. My sister had gone into the water for a swim while I remained inContinue reading “The Hand of Death”
This is a short work of fiction with a lesson about the dangers of discrimination and homophobia.