Because Words Are For All: Friday Freeforall

7:46 a.m. — Atlanta

listening to Me and You and a Dog Named Blue by  by Lobo

Hello, everyone. I hope you are well. The poor eastern shore continues to get weather that hampers recovery. Looks like we’re going to have winter this year, except Southern California where they are going nuts with an Indian Summer. While everyone practices hunkering down, here are some prompts to keep you company:

At The Poetry Mixtape Donna is up and running and sounding herself [thank goodness — we worried!]. She bases her post on Laura E. Davis’s chapbook Braiding the Storm. Head over to read more. As with all Saturday prompts, the new prompt will be up tomorrow, or you can wait for next Friday! Whichever, visit.

Break to chat with son in Vermont. They have moved into their house and are sleeping on the floor, until they get their bed. Wonder if daughter, who is, even now, driving from D.C. to Vermont, knows a floor awaits her after an eleven hour drive.

In Reverie Forty-four: the sea, the sea,  Joseph asks us to write a poem sparked by the phrase ‘the sea, the sea‘. He suggests we consider folding in prompts from two other sites to write a “postmodern” poem (as I posted last night), while the second was to work a storm into a poem about a failed relationship [links at Joseph’s]. Joseph has many other suggestions for possibilities, so head over and read. Almost everyone can connect to the phrase. Let’s see what you do.

Over at The Music In It: Adele Kenny’s Poetry Blog, Adele was affected by Sandy, and was without electricity for several days. She is back up and says if you visit tomorrow, next week’s prompt will be up. I am giving you the general URL. Visit!

At The Sunday Whirl, Brenda and her family played word association to arrive at the list. Visit to see the wordle and to read what others have done. I have been wordle-less for a few weeks, now, and miss the Sunday morning rounds.

At Carry On Tuesday,  Keith gives us the title and first line from a song by Colin Blunstone with the Alan Parsons Project. Head over to see the lines and for a link to the song.

Break to toss towels in dryer, and plug phone into charger, as I noticed the battery is almost out.

Madeleine came through Sandy, humour intact. Go to Mad Kane’s Humor Blog for Limerick-off Mondays. Look around while you are there. She calls it a humour blog for a reason. Go for the laugh. It’s healthy. It doesn’t much matter if you don’t want to write a limerick; reading them brightens a day. Fact.

Visit Magpie Tales for our first image prompt, a black and white photograph, a portrait from 1937. I found myself drawn to the rocks behind the woman, so I know my draft will focus on the place rather than the person. Don’t forget that you can write about parts of images.

At Poetry Jam, Peggy asks us to consider the seasons. What she really would like is for us to imagine a world with only one season, but she broadens the prompt a little. Visit to read the prompt.

For November, Elizabeth says: the Musical Note Prompts will probably return after the new year. At this point in time, I would like to offer image inspiration for the November PAD (poem a day) Challenge, beginning November 1st. Each of the images is the result of my creative play with digital art and will be offered separately (one a day) through the month. Each image will include a title which may be used, or not, as part of the prompt. We have only missed one day so visit to see what it’s about.

Thought about breaking for coffee and breakfast. We’re at ten o’clock, what with the other breaks and the length of this post. Decided to hold it out as a reward.

We’re back to a Wednesday in the life of Carolisle’s blog. The photograph and the prompt revolve around patterns. Check the next two day’s photographs as well. Head on over.

At imaginary garden with real toads, I knew it was Hannah, before I saw her name. [Yes, that is how distinctive your voice is :-)] For this week’s transformation, she gives us a call to stretch your poet-voices to express the point of view of wildlife that inhabits the Temperate Forest.  Head over to read what she says and to see the photographs she offers us. There are other interesting challenges. Wander through the gardens. Go play with the toads.

We Write Poems offers a challenge, one I love to set every February: write about love without using the word, or a synonym.  Head over to see what it’s about and to try your hand.

Every now and then I give you the general address for dVerse, on the theory that if you haven’t been wandering around, now you’ll have to. Right? I thought so. This week, we have an introduction to the art of Sue Ann, whose art pieces have a strong, clear mood; the than bauk form; and a call to let our voices be heard [Go, Brian!]. Visit. Wander around. Stay awhile; it’s such a friendly place. If you are new at the bar, scroll down to the end for the choices.

Patricia K. Lichen, Author, in her Weekend Haiku & Limericks  has at least one article, and one photograph to use as prompts for a haiku, or a limerick [and if it sparks something else, wonderful. Just because you can’t post other, doesn’t mean you should ignore inspiration. Am I right?]. The images of flowers, alone, are worth the visit. Patricia’s site has the feel of walking on a beach, or through a forest. A comforting feel to it. This week, red tailed hawks!

Flash fiction fans: I’m going to give you the link to the general site of Flashy Fiction, rather than always giving you Friday, as you might come to the site on a different day, thus be offered a different image. Pot luck.

If that is not enough, look straight up, at the top of the blog and you will see a new tab: Freeforall: Even More Prompt Sites. The sites won’t always be up-to-date, but the links will get you there.

If you have questions, ask. If you write in response to any of these, the people whose blogs you visit would love to read your responses. So, post!

I shall see you Tuesday for another narrative based exercise; and next Friday for the roundup.

Happy writing, everyone.

Breakfast now? Coffee? Yes?