October 20 and 21 Word Challenges – 2021

I ran behind on all the things I wanted to do yesterday due to errands and a meeting, so yesterday was productive to say the least. With that said, I will be combining some of my challenges from yesterday. Also, please join all of us that do these word challenges by clicking on the links within the creations made from the words. My pingback links open in a new window, unless I forget the tick the button to make it open in a new tab. This way you don’t lose your place *smiles*

This will be the start of a story or a chapter of one I have already started. I hope you all enjoy it!


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A day came when she decided to take a trip and make it an adventure. There was a place Meredith would always go to explore, and she figured today was a great day to take a break, especially since she had worked for 10 consecutive days straight on a difficult legal case. She needed a break, and it would be worth it to get some air in her face and some nature in her bones. An adventure would satisfy her exhaustion from a very long week and a half. She needed to hear the melody of the trees rubbing together with nature singing to her soul. She knew just where to go, and it was about time she got back to her happy place.

She grabbed an apple from the counter along with her overnight bag and her cell phone, and through the door she went to head out to her secret place. She had always found some euphoria in that location, and she never told a soul where she would disappear to, even though her friends would always ask where it was or if they could go with her. It was a noble attempt for them to always be persistent to share time with her. The problem was that she was liking the fact that she could have a place that no one could invade or take over, and she enjoyed that it bothered them that they could not find her. As that thought crossed her mind, she opened the trunk and used her hand to jam her bag into the trunk, shut it, and was on her way.

Everyone should have that one place that set them free from the big world, and her place was like nothing she had ever seen before when she found it. This was not an open field full of flowers but rather a darkness that was so beautiful that it overwhelmed her to a point of pure elation. As she approached the entrance to the forest, her happiness grew immensely. The feeling was effectual to what she wanted to accomplish by taking this hiatus away from the real world.

As she drove down the narrow path, the trees began to encapsulate her SUV. It was a little more overgrown than she remembered, but the path to her hiding place was still intact. She drove until she could no longer safely navigate the path, and then she went to foot, leaving her vehicle behind. She knew there would come a point to where she would have to walk to her spot, but it did seem like it was sooner than she was used to.

She grabbed her bag, walking stick, and some other essentials and headed out on her adventure through the thick layer of trees and vegetation until she reached the rickety little bridge that she had built years ago when she first found her secret hiding place. It was in pretty bad shape, but it lead to a hollow in the hillside where she had her lanterns and supplies stashed for her adventures. She had to make haste to the other side of the bridge before it got dark, so she navigated the unstable bridge.

She was pretty agile when it came to climbing and navigating through dangerous areas, and this was not any different for her. The bridge was made of two by fours and strong rope, but some of the planks were missing. She just had to step carefully, with a little shirk of a side-step from time to time when she would slip a little. She made it across with an unmistaken ease and decided to have a little bite to eat before she entered the hollow.

As she nibbled on the apple she brought from home, she listened to the sounds of the forest. She was so hungry that it almost made her regurgitate a little bit of stomach acid due to the stress of crossing the bridge. Her stomach was rumbling loud enough to wake the dead, but the forest was a mixture of sounds. It was so quiet at times, but other times the animals were so loud along with the wrestling of leaves on the trees. She was leaned up against one of the biggest trees she had ever seen in this forest to have her bite, and it was very old with a gnarl that almost sent it sideways. It was a bit creepy looking, but she loved the ancient look of the tree. She thought to herself for a moment that it would probably have seen more changes than she could ever imagine. Time…a mysterious thing it was, she thought, as she pushed up off the tree root and carried on to the entrance of the hollow hillside.

A handmade ladder was seated at the opening in the rocks of the hillside, and it also had taken some wear and tear from its environment. She gave the ladder a wiggle to test the durability…”It’s good. I got this.”, as she stepped off onto the first step down with her flashlight gripped by her mouth. The ladder seemed to be more stable than the bridge as she approached each dark step down, but the last step broke when she reached the end of the tunnel.

She shined her light to her supplies, which were still in the spot she left them, and she lit the lantern with the matches from her satchel. As the cave lit up, her eyes could not believe what she saw before her…

© E.M. Kingston

E.M. Sees Tranquility – #WDYS Prompt

Tranquility is something that I try to find but have a hard time fighting through my demons to find it. This prompt from Sadje for What Do You See? has brought me a bit of it. Below the picture is my viewpoint of this beautiful picture.

Image credit; Sean Robertson @ Unsplash

The rocks are still as they wear the fog.

The moss grows as a remnant of moisture that used to gather at the rock peaks.

A lone neuron in my brain say peace and tranquility live here.

The incantation of my spirit grows with the flow of the water and fog along the surface.

How does the water decide which way it will go as it approaches the rocks, I wonder?

The screed of the construction of rocks create the art of nature.

It’s tranquil, free, and without restraint.

xoxo, E.M.

E.M.’s One Liner Wednesday

Linda Hill has a challenge called One Liner Wednesdays, and I thought I would use a picture to tell a story. I stepped away from the dark side for a moment, and I hope you enjoy my first one liner. Don’t forget to check out her blog and give some love back. This is another really cool challenge to increase creativity *smiles*

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After a beautifully perfect morning, she found herself in a rain of leaves on a cool fall day, and she found herself happy, content, and feeling wonderful for the first time in a while.

xoxo, E.M.

Autumn Finally!

Orange and black colors
Filling my mind with delight
Fake webs hanging above the doors
Loving the season with all of my might

My own Nightmare Before Christmas
As the cold winds blow into the trees
The autumn skies glowing on the brush
The falling leaves brings my heart to appease

The night time brings forth it’s somber tune
Exceptional sounds fill the air at night
As the barn owl hoots at the dark moon
As the coyote’s howl brings us a fright

Jacket weather and the nice cool breeze
No more roasting against the hot sun
A good time to give your loved ones a squeeze
Now is the time for bonfires and fun

The Daily Post:  Word of the Day = Exceptional

Awoken

I was awoken by a crash of thunder this morning.
It feels like I haven’t slept at all.
I am tired of all the thunder storming.
Can someone please put the rain “on call”?

It’s one of those moments that make my heart race.
I placed my hand over my heart in fear.
The pillowcase is still showing where my head embraced.
The boom was so loud that it graced my eye with a tear.

The lightning clashed with a flash of bright light.
I quickly pulled the blankets over my messy head.
It filled this room with its mighty strobe of white.
Can it just stop now? And let me go back to bed?

I tossed and I turned, and I forced my eyes to close.
It was clear that my body was on defense.
I sighed, and I huffed…and with self-force, I rose.
It seems my desk chair got a good rinse.

I put a blanket on my extremely wet chair.
The window was full-open all night.
I cracked open a Pepsi, and I lit my smoke.
Then I rubbed my eyes until they were open bright.

 

Water Worlds

Another rainy day

In this month of April showers

The world has turned green again

I am ready for the May flowers

 

Can it rain every day?

What could that mean?

Would swells fill the bay?

Flood the creeks and streams?

 

Would we live in a water world?

Would land be in sight?

Like a blanket of water that swirled

Following forever against the moon’s light

 

Exploring and finding forbidden islands

Via boats and homemade crafts

The water rippling dirt rather than sands

Houses making the deconstructed rafts

Could we live this way forever?

It could be in nature’s design

Mother Nature is quite clever

But this was only in my mind…

 

 

Welcome To My World

It stormed all day yesterday, but it made today so damned beautiful!  The sun is shining bright.  The birds are singing in the trees. It’s a good day to be alive!

I decided since it was such a beautiful day that I would take some pictures and share them.

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Lone daisy sitting in the clay
Thank you so much
For brightening my day!

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Skies marbles with the clouds
Above the tree tops
Breath-taking…you take away my sounds

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Trees up high above my head
With light shining through its limbs
This would be a great view from my bed!

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Little pictures from the place I love
The smile glistens upon my face
The sun showers me from above

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Little plant growing mighty and strong
I can’t wait to see you blossom
The world of nature is where you belong

All photos by E.M. Kingston.

Please do not take any of my photographs without asking, and credit must be given when you use them with a pingback and text.

The Lone Tree

 

Electrified from the fury of the storm
A lone tree stands under attack
No longer will its limbs be able to form

Once so thick and full of life
It’s roots traumatized by the flash
Dug into the ground bound to strife

Dying little tree with just a jolt
Helpless after the fury of the light
The roots have no hope after that bolt

The tree that stood proud now water drunk
Withering away with each passing day
With its bark laying at its trunk

As I was sitting here attempting today’s daily post, I was having trouble finding a direction.  Just when I had backspaced and written and backspaced again, a bolt of lightning struck right outside my window.  It was so loud I can still hear it echoing in my ear.  It hit a beautiful tree that I spend time looking at when gazing out of my window, so this poem is for that tree.  

Daily Prompt: Roots

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A Light Shower of Nature

The sky dropping drips of drizzling rain
Upon my dry face looking towards the sky

Tip tapping upon the skin of my face
As the smell of the fresh air enhances my senses

Drops bouncing off of the tip of my soaked shoes
With my arms reaching out wide to receive the showers

Zip my lips shut to feel the water upon my lips
And opening it back up to taste the freshness

My hair curls with each little, wet breeze
Affixing it to my head as the rain drops faster

In this magical moment, I feel free and alive
Being one with the natural feeling of nature

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Spring Days

A bird chirping the song of the day
As there is a whistle through the tall grass
A cat meows up to the window with grace
And you can hear an airplane roar through the clouds
Soon the breeze of the wind brings the leaves to a clap
Inviting new birds to sing along with the first
As they begin singing the melodies of the day’s spring air

The color of green covering the waving limbs
Of the trees swaying a welcoming “Hello”
Bringing the critters to frolic in the leaf-covered land
Above the birds playing in the blue sky
No rain in sight today as the fluff moves briskly
Only the cool breeze moving through the sun’s rays
Shining through with beams of warmth
On our skin glowing like the day skies of Spring