Writing Prompt
VISUAL PROMPT
Without describing exactly what you see, write a story, poem, or descriptive paragraph which conjures this image.
Writings
The Newest Is Not The Greatest
I stumble upon a new land
Hoping to leave the old one behind
The pain
The memories
The tears
As well as the illusion of happiness I had all along
I go deeper within the trees
Hoping to find anything or everything
The warmth of the sun
Turning cold
And the trees
Barren
What I thought was the worst
Wasn’t?
But…that didn’t make sense
Why?
I was promised a paradise
No.
I wasn’t
I knew the ris...
Darkness
I painstakingly laid each step in its place, desperate to move silently, but to no avail. The air was moist and heavy and I could feel the condensation in my nostrils and upper lip each time my lungs refilled. Anyone that has spent time in the wilderness knows that the forest is full of sound, but not tonight. A incorporeal weight seemed to be smothering all of the surrounding the life. I could fe...
The Wet Mouth
She stood
At the wet mouth of the beast before her with nothing but the fire inside, preserved by wool and cotton packed around her hands and wrapped around her neck.
Teeth had grown there
Like needles threatening to crash down in death so painful and gruesome that it would slip and melt back into the memory of humanity without ever having a single true witness to its horror.
She looked
At them di...
ice on my brain
on the outside again.
the iscles like trees.
show me my reflection,
like rotten summer leaves.
the pain makes me numb,
the cold makes me sleep.
and i think of you,
while the iscles weep.
if my lips fell on yours,
this pain would subside.
and i’d dance with you,
in the lowest of lights.
we’d welcome in death.
as long as we went together.
let him carry us on,
to the peaceful surrende...
Cold Hearted
It was winter, the coldest season to be alone. But there I was alone. Again…. Another cold night with no one to hold, no one to turn to. Everything that once was, is now gone.
Just like erery year I walk this path and when I reach the end there’s that… cave. That dark curved cave. The slippery rocks always seem so beautiful in the winter time, but the ice-cycles pierced down with the horror r...
Peculiar Encounter
Icicles as sharp as knives hang above my head
I’m out of breath
Running for miles and truly there’s not much energy left
Who is this stranger?
Is he a figment of my own imagination?
A million thoughts and questions swirl through my mind
As I look up..
He’s right there
But suddenly the thought of horror quickly disappeared as he handed me a wallet.
“You dropped this”
“Sorry, if I scared you but ...
Cold Storm
Walking through the cold mountains in the winter season of Alaska. Billy doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into. The wind blows a cold chill that breathes onto the skin and leaves a mark. The cold seeps into the body, the nose becomes runny and the ears become red in color. Billy needs to escape this horrendous storm, and to do so he saw a cave in the distance. He walked to the cave, which is ...
Never trust a new area
I never noticed how alone I was. Of course, I have friends, but I've never had a person I could look up to. I stare at my snap while crying, trying to find someone to help me. It clicked that I have so many people, but no one is really there for me that way. I put my phone down and walked out the door in my slippers and pajamas. I walked down the street in the middle of winter to the forest. I alw...
