October 31, 2022 Prompt: Eulogy
They wrote their eulogies in their youth, a tribute to the goals and lives they had yet to live.
It gave them a framework to live by, to aspire to, to work towards:
Living mindfully of what they would one day leave behind.
How do you want to be remembered?
October 31, 2022 Prompt: Eulogy
He’d written his own eulogy, a glowing review of how wonderful he was.
He couldn’t trust anyone else to write it. They were all ingrates and failures.
Who’s to say they’d show up at his funeral anyway?
Most of them had stopped talking to him, long before he died alone.
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October 30, 2022 Prompt: Wave
Under the light of the full moon, I wade into the warm water.
The waves briefly lift my feet off the sand. Playing. Dancing.
I flow with movement, letting the water lead: sometimes softly, sometimes rough.
I trust.
I know: I am supported.
I am lovingly held.
I am enough.
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October 29, 2022 Prompt: Fortnight
Our connection was instant.
He said he loved me. Oh, how I wanted to be loved.
We pledged to be together. I only had to await his quick return: a day, maybe two.
Days turned to a fortnight.
Will he return? Or am I left with memories and false promises?
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October 28, 2022 Prompt: Rediscover
The soapy bubbles and warm water slide down my skin.
Caressing my body, I relish the sensations of giving and receiving self touch.
I’m rediscovering what it feels like to be aware of touch, changing the sensations to what feels good — or even better.
I’m rediscovering me, and my sensuality.
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October 27, 2022 Prompt: Twirling
I wear long robes and scarves when I dance, twirling to the beat of the music. The light fabric flies with me, dancing with the air.
Movement is my prayer, my meditation.
It takes me to highs with spirit. It brings me closer to God.
I sing praise.
Blessed be.
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October 26, 2022 Prompt: Creeping
She slithered through the grass like a snake, then hopped up and snuck around the flowerpot to peek around.
Playful & mischievous, yet without discretion, she giggled for reasons only she knew.
“What you doing creeping around, honey?” Nana asked, smiling.
She squealed with laughter and ran into Nana’s open arms.
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