Esther Chilton

This week’s writing prompt is:

TAKE A WALK

Your walk can be real or in your mind. Use the senses as you take your walk. Describe the feel of the sun on your face, the whip of the wind or the sting of rain. There might be the scent of freshly cut grass, perhaps the first cut of the year. What about sounds? Birds love spring and like to sing about it, whether it’s a melodious melody or a tremendous trill. Visually there’s nothing like the beauty of blossom to bring the trees to life. On your walk, you might stop for a coffee. If it’s a warm day, you may even have an ice-cream. Describe the soothing warmth of the coffee or the creamy chill of the ice-cream as it slides down your throat.

Last week, your prompt was:

NEW BEGINNINGS

You don’t have to share your work, but I’d love to see what you come up with if the prompt gives you an idea. Here are some heart-felt pieces on last week’s prompt:

Kim Smyth:

New beginnings means a new camping spot soon! After Florida, we’ll go home to Texas and stay with my bro for a month, either rehab the bus, or trade it in for a fifth wheel and a truck. Then set our sights on Colorado for spring/simmer season!

Christine Mallaband-brown:

New beginning?

I hope so.

My life has changed in so many ways. I’m having to reassess what I can do, can afford, can maintain.
New beginnings means the garden is starting to flower, I hope to get outside and maybe paint if I feel up to it. I need help to keep the garden tidy.

My main wish is that my health improves and I can have some real new beginnings…

Val Fish:

It was over, she was free at last. Free from his clutches, his control, his coercive behaviour. There would be no more drunken rages, where she would be the target of his anger, no more black eyes, from ‘walking into a door’.

She’d been on her own before, she’d started over before, she could do it again.

That night she had the best night’s sleep she’d had in months.

Tomorrow was a new beginning.

Tomorrow she’d bury the body…

Ladyleemanila:

Every story has an end

But in life every end is just a new beginning

We whizz through life, are we contend?

Of twisted dreams, of losing and winning

The shadow of the past and the fear of the future

But in life every end is just a new beginning

Even with a broken heart, no need to suture

Don’t give up, glass should always be full

The shadow of the past and the fear of the future

The spurt of the moment, of push and pull

Of melted paradise, no need to print it

Don’t give up, glass should always be full

Learn the lesson, keen to go on, don’t quit

After all, life is like a ring, circling around

Of melted paradise, no need to print it

The strength in us, glad to have found

Every story has an end

After all, life is like a ring, circling around

We whizz though life, are we contend?

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