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 15minutes, 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: Tell me what your favorite place to be is without naming the exact place.
Happy Writing!
Go Dog Go Café 
My favourite place…
Day Dreaming
Sitting in my favourite place
I close my eyes
and listen
to the first sounds
of spring.
I close my eyes
and listen
to the insects.
I hear their fly past
and their warm settling.
Sometimes they will alight on me
as if they wish to examine
this strange creature,
this lone interloper
in their world.
I open my eyes
when I feel them
so that I can admire
their beauty
and strangeness
before they move on,
flying
or crawling
and leave me alone again.
Lynn White
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My favorite place – a cabin in the mountains – https://amanpan.blog/2021/03/02/utopia/
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I love being in the garden 🦋
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Here’s mine:
https://purplepeninportland.com/2021/03/03/beach-plums/
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greetings from LA thanks for the opportunity xoxo
“in the hollows”
warm like wool blanket cream like gypsy wall boundaries with lust but never really captivated some shelter only in the head down the road of night relays morning light squinted are all eyes to cold soggy existence
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