Velvet Touches

Written In Response To:

Word Of The Day Challenge – Velvet

V.J.s Weekly Challenge #49:  Gadget – To participate, create a post on your own site (or leave a note in the comments), and link back here.

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #28 – Every Wednesday I post a photo.  You respond with something CREATIVE.

Outbuildings at Hethel

As a little girl growing up

living in a house of darkness

I developed this mechanical gadget

that helped me survive the atrocities

the only way a child could all on her own


As I grew into a young adult

this darkness would continue to rule

over my life attracting the darkness repeatedly

until this mechanical gadget could no

longer help me survive and finally broke…


Yet, this was the most beautiful day of my life

for I called out to no one but the One who would

pick up all the broken pieces of my mechanical gadget

and through His tender velvet touches of Grace

turned my mechanical gadget into a heart of love.

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Word Count: 115

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Tea, Gossip & Sin

Word Of The Day Challenge – Tea

Your Daily Word Prompt – Omit – April 23, 2019

Light Motiffs Three Things Challenge PL68 – Today’s prompt: black, hotel, cheater.

Titanic Check out those hats!

Every Wednesday morning after Bible study

the wives of the church leadership get together

at the local but for the “very elite only” hotel

for their weekly tea, gossip and sin session

where they talk about the sinners who don’t

measure up to their superior religious ways.


The requirement to join if worthy to be in their presence

was to take a vow to always drink only organic tea

with an absolute must to forever omit the refined sugar

drinking the tea with an all natural eloquence

proclaiming that the reason for this unusual vow

is to maintain what they call their “dainty figures.”


Now, there was a new wealthy member of the church

who appeared to meet the high standards required to

be invited to come and join their tea drinking clique.


At first all was going well then the ladies noticed

that the new woman’s figure was not remaining “dainty”

so they decided to find out what was going on…

it turns out she has been a cheater with a dark secret

she’s been drinking non-organic tea swimming in

an ocean of refined sugar every day at home!


When the ladies saw this they took a picture of her

and posted it on the church’s Facebook page, and then,

they of course black balled her from the tea drinking clique!


The poor woman had to spend every single Sunday living

down the humiliation of her sugar-tea addiction.

Oh the sin of it all!

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Photo Credit:  Pinterest


Waiting To Exhale

Twittering Tales #132 – April 16, 2019

Each Tuesday Kat will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. 

After staying up all night to muster up the courage

to make the most important call of her life,

she left a message and stood outside

the booth staring at the phone

waiting in silent, bated breath for the phone

to ring and hear love return her call…

so she could finally exhale.

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Word Count:  278

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Photo Credit:  Luis Quintero on

Manufactured Discord

The Haunted Wordsmith Story Starter Challenge & Opposites Attract Challenge

Story Starter:  Today’s sentence: “Sitting on the front porch.”

Opposites Attract:  For this challenge, I provide one word and a list of its antonyms. The challenge is to use the prompt word AND one (or more) of its antonyms in some form of writing (or creative work). 

Today’s prompt: discord.

Antonyms: accord, agreement, concord, concordance, harmony, peace.

Here's to Spring sunrises, foggy mornings and coffee on the porch. Happy Saturday friends! I'll be taking care of a preemie lamb today.…

Sitting on the front porch sipping tea

inhaling fresh air and sunshine

basking in the peace and harmony

of nature’s ever so sweet symphony

thinking; does it get any better than this?

when all of a sudden I was startled

right out of my still state of mind

by some loud discord filled with words unkind

I could not believe what I was hearing

conversations like this don’t happen in this clearing

for we are a quiet, peace lovin’ folk out here

as I listened closer, I realized it was coming from

inside my house and went to investigate and found

my husband had all the way turned up the T.V. sound

because the forgetful old fool

forgot to put in his hearing aid tool!

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Photo Credit:  Pinterest

Sweetless At Midnight

Light Motiffs II – Three Things Challenge PL49 

 Every day at 10PM (PST) I will post three seemingly unconnected things that will, hopefully, ignite your muse. You don’t have to use all three things if you don’t want to. There are no restrictions on length, style, genre, or anything. Simply read the prompt, see where your muse takes you, and bring us along for the ride.  Today’s prompt: midnight, sweatshirt, application.

The Haunted Wordsmith Story Starter Challenge & Elemental Writing Challenge

Story Starter Prompt:  “It was our darkest hour.”

Elemental Writing Challenge: For this challenge, we will explore one of the four elements: air, earth, water, fire.  This week’s focus is AIR.

Today’s word and image:


It was our darkest hour of our marriage

for five years we had been saving and planning

our very special midnight rendezvous of sweet lovin’

to celebrate our twentieth wedding anniversary

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The resort we chose was well known for all its

tropical delights including everyday warm sunshine

but when we arrived there and settled in…

suddenly, we were blasted with the

frigid air of an unexpected freak Winter storm

killing all the anticipation we had built up over the five years

and alas, we had to enact the application of

sweatshirts and sweatpants because

this tropical resort has no heaters installed in the rooms

which left us completely sweetless at midnight!

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Full Moon Vengeance

Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #41 – Soliloquy no Renga “ancient warriors ghosts”

For this weekend “challenge” I will give you a hokku (or starting verse) to work with. The goal is to create a renga on your own and not as is common with another or more haiku poets. A renga is built from 3-lined and 2-lined stanza as you all will know. It makes a “chained verse” through association on the verses.

The goal is to create a Soliloquy no Renga of a minimum of six (6) verses or a maximum of 24 verses. Try to create your solo-renga as if it was a book. That means try to bring a “preface”, a “centerpiece” and an “afterword”. In that way you create a renga like the classical haiku poets, because every renga had such a “grouping” (lay-out).

Full Moon Vengance

Today’s hokku is the following;

ancient warriors ghosts
mists over the foreign highlands –
waiting for the full moon

© Chèvrefeuille

to rise again and battle
avenging the fallen’s blood

patiently they wait
for the mists to clear their way
to feed on full moon

their blood must be replenished
or they can’t sustain the fight

full moon now arrives
once again they seek vengeance
lost blood made sacred

now resting in their coffins
till the next full moon rises

Photo Credit:  Pandemonium In Paradise


The Thin Line – Freestyle Prose

The Daily Post – “Thin”

MLMM Photo Challenge #214

Use the image as inspiration for a poem or short story.

Flora Borsi

She was once a woman
so whole and complete
or so she thought…

She was ready to love
with an open and receiving heart
then she met the man
that was to be the one
or so she thought…

She gave herself to him
in every way known
he received and never gave

She soon lost herself
in the misty blue void
of his mind control

And after awhile he became bored
with how easy it was to
manipulate her puppet strings
so he threw her away
for a new conquest

Now, all that is left of her
is a shadow of a woman
leaving a trail of
broken heart blood drops
silently crying out to
the only True Love
that can save her from herself…

It’s a thin line between

the spirit of life
the spirit of death

Photo Credit:  Flora Borsi

The Black Tears Of Her Soul

The Daily Post – Forlorn

The Black Tears Of Her Soul

The black tears that she cries
are from the misery her soul writhes
for she mourns not for her own woes
but for those who suffer spiritual gallows
caused by the hatred of this world’s forlorn
especially by those who have been reborn

She sobs at the injustice they have to endure
because they do not wear the facade of couture
weeps her soul for the downtrodden and lost
who are rejected and forgotten by the hearts of frost
unending is her lament for the abused, abandoned and misunderstood
the ones seen as no longer useful and discarded like deadwood

You see, this great ache in her soul is gifted by the Ancient One
a Man of sorrows and pain who came to us as the Son
for He too, was despised and has borne our grief
He was oppressed and afflicted understanding our bereave
He suffered disgrace as an offering for our atonement
that we may rise from the ashes of our defilement

She knows she is blessed to bear the anguish of His soul
for it is in this, His beauty her soul does behold

Photo Credit: Pinterest