
Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.
The prompts are designed to be quick challenges that can be written in 10 to 15 minutes, inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting. Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support. All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate. Feel free to share this post on your own blogs and/or Facebook.
Today’s prompt: write a poem using the phrase “the thunder within”
Here’s my contribution..
Stormy Weather
It’s not the storm I fear most,
it’s what’s going on inside
to provoke the out-pouring,
the thunder within
that builds and builds
and builds.
So much energy,
so much negative charge
it can only be released
in an explosion
beyond control.
Lynn White
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Love this! awesome job!
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Explosion—love that
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I truly relate to this one, Lynn.
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Think we all have those explosions. TY
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Thanks for sharing your piece! great work!
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Here is my response to the prompt
https://meghasworldsite.wordpress.com/2020/10/06/the-uprising/
Thanks, Beth and Devereaux.
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Love this! The line “Our hunger speaks in different ways and languages not known to everyone.” really responated with me!
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Thanks so much Liyona.Hope everything is well at your end.
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Great prompt! Here’s my response.
Adventures
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Beautiful love poem
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Excellent prompt!
Closed Eyes
Patience is lessening.
My voice raises, shouts,
even though I know
without a doubt that he
is not the same person.
When the thunder within
threatens to explode,
I turn to my breath,
meditate, closed eyes.
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Love it
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Thanks so much, Midwest!
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Only the sheep should read this one
https://myforever.blog/2020/10/07/wake-up-sheep/
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