#Writephoto Thursday Photo Prompt Wishes

Another lovely prompt from Sue Vincent…

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Wishes

From the dawn of time, man has looked to the heavens to scatter their wishes.

Like Stardust, the grains of sand that fall through your fingers, or the leaves that blanket the ground in autumn. All wasted.

I have tied my ribbon to the wishing tree at St. Nectan’s Glen in Cornwall, all to no avail.

But we keep on wishing, don’t we?

Have you ever noticed how many of your wishes come true when you command them assertively? Like, ‘stop that infernal noise’.

Within seconds, the noise will stop, and I roll my eyes to the sky and say thank you.

I believe that wishes must have some meaning, be heartfelt, not just lip service to something that is simply hoped for.

I have a friend who writes her wishes on a slip of paper, then buries it in the garden. She tells me that wishes are like seeds. They need to be loved and nurtured before they come back to you.

She never seems to go without the things she wants. After all, that is all wishes are.

Try this yourself and see what happens…

#Writephoto: Pinnacle

Today, I have beaten Anita to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto entry!  This mysterious castle just called me and I couldn’t help myself!

 

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Frozen Pinnacle

The air was so cold my lungs screamed with every breath and I had lost all feeling in my feet a while ago. Something I was grateful for, as they too had been in agony from the intense cold.

My breath seemed to hang in the air, inches from my face, the moisture rendered heavy enough to linger. I wanted to stop, to stand still and watch what would happen. Would my frozen breath drop to the ground like human snow?

However, I would not stop, not yet.

The snowy castle spires were visible now, appearing above the frozen trees as I drew closer. Each step became harder, every breath more painful. My thoughts scattering like snowflakes.

Defeat was visible now too, and I wondered if anyone would find me, a frozen statue still gazing at the distant destination…

 

©JayeMarie 2018https://scvincent.com/2018/05/24/thursday-photo-prompt-turrets-writephoto/

#writephoto – Fallen

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Another lovely image and prompt from Sue Vincent, encouraging flights of fancy and other strange phenomena!

I lay beneath the branches of a great oak tree, the world around me flashing blue and white. Trapped inside a maze of bark and green leaves, the lightning continued to strike, searching for me.

How many others had fallen beneath this thunderous white light lost lives, their voices echoing through the woods.

The longer I lay there the more I noticed how the bark marbled its way along the branches, each leaf illuminated by more lightning, revealing a network of veins. Wonders I had walked by many times without noticing the beauty all around me.

Will the lightning take my fallen soul before I am found?

https://scvincent.com/2018/05/10/thursday-photo-prompt-Fallen-writephoto/