Moving Mountains – #MLMM Photo Challenge

Photo credit One Big Photo

He packed his bike on his back to go up

He would not look down, only forward

Pushing his limits for just one moment

Of pride…of bravery…of greatness…

The world looked so big up here

Atop the highest point of the mountain

Bigger than you or I or we or them

As the fog rolls in, it gets smaller

But you just know deep inside

In your gut

In your soul

To only breathe one deep breath

Without moving a muscle…

At that moment, he felt taller than the peak


This was written for MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie’s Photo Challenge #392.

Family Makes the World Go Around – #WDYS 110

Image credit; Sasint @ Pixabay

The friendly cat meows in the breeze of a sunny day, and she rubs up against the basket filled with fruit, purring loudly and stretching her back against the weave.

The boy says, “Grandma, sit with me a moment! Let me show you what I’ve found!”

Grandma sat beside him and giggled at his amusement with his laptop, “Dear boy, what have you found?” she asks.

The boy says frankly, “Our family tree!”

The cat looks away as she hears a sound in the distance, and Grandma moves closer to see the screen of his laptop.

“Well, isn’t that something? The whole family is there…” She points her finger around at the various names that sat upon the digital tree.

“Grandma, where is my brother’s name…he’s not there?”

The little boy did not know the grown things of their family, like the fact that his brother was adopted into the family.

She spoke with compassion and said, “Remember this, my dear grandson…blood is not always the family you keep. There are those that embrace our lives with their goodness that have no blood in common. Be excited about them too. Family means everything!”

The boy smiled at his grandmother as she sat there fiddling with a piece of stick, and he knew exactly what she was saying. He added his own entry to the tree with his brother’s name. “Family makes the world go around, right Grandma!”

She patted him on the head and nodded in agreement. The kitty followed her as she walked inside.


This was written for Sadje’s WDYS #110 and Eugi’s Weekly Prompt about “compassion”.

E.M.’s Sunday Ramble Prompt #1

I decided to start my own weekly prompt for us to ramble about. The Sunday Ramble will be based upon a certain topic. I will ask five questions about that topic, and you can ramble on however you wish.

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Image Credit: Dribbble

This week’s topic is “would you rather...”

Here are the questions:

  1. Would you rather be alone or be in a large group of people?
  2. Would you rather live on the beach or live in the mountains?
  3. Would you rather tell people how you feel or keep your feelings to yourself?
  4. Would you rather be filthy rich or just live comfortably?
  5. Would you rather watch a new movie at home or at the theatre?

Once you have answered all of the questions, be sure to tag it with #EM-SRP and create a pingback to this post.

Please visit your fellow bloggers to see their rambles. It’s a nice way to get to know them *smiles*

Here are my answers:

  1. Would you rather be alone or be in a large group of people?

    Most times, I like spending time alone. Big groups of people make me anxious because of my social anxiety. There are times that I am an absolute hermit.
  2. Would you rather live on the beach or live in the mountains?

    Definitely the beach! I don’t like snow, and I love the ocean.
  3. Would you rather tell people how you feel or keep your feelings to yourself?

    I would rather tell people how I feel, but sometimes it’s easier to keep things to myself. Sometimes my feelings impede on the feelings of others, so I try to be respectful of that.
  4. Would you rather be filthy rich or just live comfortably?

    I would just like to live comfortably. I have been broke most of my life, so it would be nice to just be able to have my own things and get things I want without the poverty aspect.
  5. Would you rather watch a new movie at home or at the theatre?

    I love going to the theatre. It’s something about the smell of popcorn and the big screen that makes a movie much more fun when you first see it.

I look forward to seeing your responses!

xoxo, E.M.

E.M.’s Brain Tabs – RXC #109

From the moment my eyes open, the tabs begin to form

What will I write today?

What will my health be like today?

Don’t forget to medicate!

(Coffee, please!)

Make the coffee…play some games on my phone…

(Thank you very much!)

Okay…let’s go outside!

(I don’t function until three cigarettes are done and a cuppa is drunk.)

Don’t bother me yet.

Routine time!

How many challenges will I achieve today?

Look at all these tabs!

What’s for breakfast?

What will I snack on at lunchtime, if I eat at all?

Dinner will be ready at such and such time today.

Let’s write more on the book!

Should I share this piece of the book or nah?

Oh! That will be a good word to put in the story.

Dogs have to go pee.

I have to go pee.

Baby time!

I’m tired, but I will write a little bit longer.

Dogs barking…shush!

Medicate again!

Eyes are heavy…

(Just keep writing…)

Night night, WordPress.

Hello, Pillow! Hello, Bed!

I missed you!

Let’s turn everything off in my head now.

(Yeah right! That thing never shuts off!)

Shush brain…it’s time for bed…

(No thanks! I’ll keep you up just a while longer!)

Snuggle time… and finally, I can close all the tabs…

Goodnight!


This post was written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #109, and the prompt was “My Brain Has Too Many Tabs Open”. The parentheses are my brain speaking.

The Truth About Change for E.M.

This week’s Truthful Tuesday is about change. The prompt this week asks:

If you don’t run a prompt, what deliberate changes have you made to your blog since you first started blogging? In either case, have there been any unintentional changes that just sort of happened on their own?”

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Here is my truthful answer regarding changes to my blog:

When I first started blogging, I was only writing little rambles about myself and writing poetry. As time has gone forward, I find myself doing much more because of the prompts that I have found in my fellow bloggers. When I first started blogging, I used my legal name, but after my dad passed in 2016, I began using the pen name of E.M. Kingston and started this blog with a blank canvas of building this name in regards to my writing. The name was to honor his pen name, S.A. Kingston.

I have been thinking of creating my own weekly prompt and daily word challenge since my blog is growing nicely. It’s because I enjoy using the word challenges and prompts so much, and they have been very helpful in making me a better writer. It’s a lot of inspiration in the WP world. Everything I have done on this blog has been unintentional because I just write, and I never thought I would find so many prompts that make my world a better place.

xoxo, E.M.

The Island Sunset

Image Credit:  Nathan Watson via Unsplash

The reflection of the setting sun and dawning moon bounced off the water, and the island hid in the fog of the cool night along with the quarter of the setting sun that brought the eclipse of that night.

It was eerie and beautiful, at the same time, and it was a view that lovers would talk about to their children and grandchildren.

They would tell them how the sun melding with the moon on their first date set their destinies in stone while looking out upon the ocean that night, and they would feel the energy from that night for the rest of their lives.


This was written for the Three Lines Tale 303 prompt.

Her Shining Star – Flashback Friday

Each week, Fandango hosts a prompt called Flashback Friday. He invites us to share an old post from the previous year or on the exact number date (19th) of any month if you do not have a post for the exact date. This is a post from my old blog, and it was a poem I had posted on March 19, 2016. It’s funny that I have been blogging since 2016, but I never post much in November.


Here is my Flashback:

The kindness in her eyes
Turned to awesome fear
She couldn’t look away
Her vision tuning in so clear

Tip tap, tip tap, tip-tap
The light footsteps sing
Getting closer and closer
Speeding up to a full-swing

A silhouette approaches
Tightly, she closes her eyes
Shivering inside herself
Nervously she then cries

Lightly peeking eyes open
It’s standing before her face
Her eyes shine out with brilliance
Her fear now become displaced

Before her was no stranger
Her hero was there to stay
As they stand there together
Now laughing, cries fade away

The silhouette became her husband
The fear and anguish dissipate
No shadows there to fear now
Her heart pit-pattering with his embrace

Hand in hand they sway as one
As they walk towards the door
Her fear now non-existent
Facing where the shadow was before

She grips his hand tightly
Allowing him to take the lead
A light emerges from the hall
There was nothing to fear indeed

There stood her friends and family
Smiles lit upon each and every face
Feeling so silly, now smiling back
Finally, feel safe in this space

Her hero is her only love
Protecting her near or far
Leading her away from any harm
He’s her bright and shining star

©E.M. Kingston 3/19/2016

Tickle – #PCF12

Crocodile butterfly
Image from Pixabay

The butterfly tickled the nose of the crocodile

while he dreamed of his next meal

as the tropical mist laid upon his skin

in the murky ocean waters.

The blue and purple wings fluttered without fear

as she tapped her antenna on the croc’s teeth

causing him to sneeze and curl his tail

while lounging on his back playfully.

His dream turned into reality

as he learned that not all creatures are food

but they can be your friend too

and tickle your nose when he needed it the most.

© E.M. Kingston 2021


This was my first time writing for Paint Chip Friday 12 (on a Tuesday). I hope you enjoy my poem inspired by Crocodile Dreams and Tropical Mist.

E.M.’s World – 11/08/2021

Every week, Melanie invites us to share a little piece of our world with questions from her Share Your World prompt. This is my world that I will share this week.


How many pillows do you sleep with? If over one or two, is it because you sleep better ‘propped up’ a little?

I sleep with two pillows in the beginning, and as I sleep, it dwindles down to the one below my big head lol. The initial 2nd pillow is to prop my arm up while I finish playing games on my phone or when my arm is hurting. I have a torn labrum in my armpit and microtears on my rotator cuff, and then I have some narrowing in my neck nerves from a herniated disc after a fusion in 2016. The second pillow helps me to fall asleep, but the poor thing usually finds itself wedged against the wall before I wake up.

What would be the worst thing you could put in a piñata?

Slime…Liquid Cheddar Cheese…Anything Wet or Sticky

What noise annoys you the most?

The gasping sound of the little boy on The Grudge, The Purge Siren, or a squeaky chair

If cartoon physics suddenly replaced real physics, what are some things you would want to try?

The dropping of the jaw with the backlash of it dropping over and over again from something shocking.

GRATITUDE SECTION (as always, OPTIONAL)

Please share something good that has happened to you over the past month.

I began feeling more like myself due to my medicine beginning to kick in and level my anxiety episodes, and I have had fewer depressive episodes as well. I am sleeping more normally, and my insomnia is subsiding due to the sleeping aspect of my bipolar meds as well.