Writing Prompt

We walked hand in hand

Our last winter stroll you withstand.

A former silhouette you have become

To death you must soon succumb.

A golden broach you hand me to treasure

When I can’t have you, you say it will be my only pleasure....

I always have trouble sleeping at night. In summer it’s a little easier, the world seems to keep moving no matter what time of the day or night it may be. But in winter there is something about it, maybe just the silence that for me becomes too much to handle, but the world seems to go into hibernation. My 70 plus years on this planet have always been busy ones, full of noise and people, but now a...

Your silhouette glimmers in the moonlight,

It's just us, here under a duvet of obsidian midnight.

The rest of the world sleeps and slumbers the seconds away,

Awaiting the newness and possibility of tomorrow's day.

We enjoy a crispy winter evening stroll,

Releasing lives before, feelings that have taken such a toll.

You spy my golden elephant brooch, the one my grandmother gave me,

At that you sm...

Snow drifted across the road, swirling in the air like tiny diamonds. Through the haze, hues of orange, pink, and yellow filled with sky as the sun set over the trees on the horizon. Streaks of dark purple, like bolts of lightning, arched through the clouds. Ice icicles clung to rooftops, crackling with caught light.

“Are you sure you wanted to go on a winter stroll?” Simon asked. His voice was m...

Kristin closed and locked the door to her gift shop and tightened her scarf when she realized the temperature had dropped precipitously since she ran out at noon to get lunch for her staff. She had intended to just run to her car, drive home, pour a huge glass of Pinot Noir and settle down for the evening with her new book. However, the moment it took to pause and tie her scarf she made the mis...

A murder. It was perfect. The perfect time, the perfect place. Only one thing didn’t fit this flawless plan - the victim.

A chilly December morning. The body had been found, floating face-down in the icy depths of the river. The corpse had been so frozen that it was almost impossible to discern its facial features. And when it had been recognised, emotions were divided.

The mayor’s daughter. A h...

I was taking a lovely winter stroll. Snow was starting to fall and I knew I had to get home. No one was there and the falling snow looked so beautiful in the fading light. It was peaceful, until I saw a strange silhouette in the distance. My cursed curiosity got the best of me and I decided to get a closer look. It was a Bernese mountain dog. It was whimpering and shivering. It looked like she was...

While I was taking a winter stroll through the park, I saw a very suspicious silhouette of a person walking in a very fast pace away from someone. At first this gave me a weird feeling, even scared me a little and thought what could they be up to. Even though my nerves were telling me to go away I decided to ignore them, as a result curiosity got the best of me. I became more worried but even more...

The lake of shining waters

Frozen

Gleaming

Reflected light, blinding to those

who stroll by

I lean over the edge, golden broach in

hand

It slips

Falls

down and breaks the icy surface...

I was on a winter stroll and I was just coming back from the silhouette with my golden brooch in my hand. Thinking about all the possible ways to make my story perfect. And then, finally, it hit. The golden brooch was in my hand and then I placed it over my sweater. That’s what my story was going to be about. A golden brooch traveling all over, genius....