Writing Prompt
VISUAL PROMPT
Create a story or poem using the quote 'Wherever there is the light, the flowers will find it'.
Writings
Letter from Earth
Dear Beth,
I hope you are well. I have a great story to share with you this time! But first, how have you been? Our parents? Tell them I say hello. And tell me all about the new school year, have you decided on a career course yet? Also, has the ship been repaired yet? You know it's difficult to get reliable news these days, but I hope this letter at least reaches you.
Of Earth I can tell you th...
Hold On
The pavement shifts and crumbles beneath my feet
While the “progress” of a modern world
Buzzes like a mosquito
Annoying and bold.
Cars spew smoke
While ceaseless noise deafens ears
Not meant for this constant assault
But meant for nature’s calming cheers.
Lights flash, people scream
Buildings rise all around
Eyes behind glass leering down
At the always rushing crowd.
I feel lost, stuck in a daz...
Found
Wherever there is light,
The flowers will find it.
When the clouds part,
The sun is able to shine.
It’s a beautiful day,
Like a work of art.
Every day you wake up in West Hollywood,
You’ve arrived,
And now you must fight
To stay alive,
It’s hard just to survive.
Money would be nice,
But I’m broke as a joke,
And I’m losing all hope,
Cause I can’t stand this place,
It only brings pain,
So don’t even...
Light
“Darkness rises and light to meet it.”— Supreme Leader Snoke- The last Jedi: episode eight—
The trees grow to a towering height and cover the forest in darkness…
But little sunflower swerves to get the sunlight.
The sun leaves for the day and the moon comes out to take over…
But little sunflower finds hope in the stars.
Hope is something you have to find…
In the little things....
Persistence
Highway yellow lines
Dappled with light
Green tufts rise through the
Cracked and faded pavement
Tempests of air thrash the tender sprouts,
Quivering roots,
The rumble of tires.
Still, the strict yellow lines will be complemented,
By the wild tangle of dandelions.
Gold like the sun
Shaken, tested and undoubted
It will stretch to the speckled warmth
Forgiving or not,
Where there is light
T...
A Flower Poem
Wherever there is light, the flowers will find it.
Wherever there is love, the flowers will bind it.
Wherever there is life, the flowers will mind it.
Wherever there’s memory, the flowers will remind of it.
If the petals and the stems were to decay,
If the water inside them went away,
if the remnants of their raiments were to stay,
this would reflect my life as gray.
To embrace flowers li...
Light Of A flower
Where there is light, the flowers will find it,
Threading their roots through dark, hidden ways,
Reaching and stretching with gentle insistence,
Toward the dawn of sun's warm embrace.
In shadowed corners and cold, lonely places,
They cling to hope with each tender leaf,
Unfurling petals in quiet defiance,
Blooming despite the shadows beneath.
For even in darkness, they know with ...
the light that we don’t see
i used to find no light, nor flowers. i used to not understand what it felt to posses one. i used to find myself alone and safe. but not protected safe, i felt protecting myself from trying to escape from this safe. i thought safety was to hide from finding the light and the flowers.
the thing is.. i want to try and see the light in life when i have once so pure, peaceful and beautiful it was so ...
Black And White
(Not really sure what this is)
“Wherever there is light. . .” He whispers, his covered by dark sunglasses. I want to see his eyes. He’s never taken those sunglasses off. “The flowers will find it.”
I swallow as I keep my gaze on Lincoln’s, my eyes still wet with tears as we sit in the grass, in the shade of the single tree above us.
I’m not really sure why Lincoln’s here. He’s cool, he’s pro...