Perspective – Weekend Writing Prompt

Title:  Perspective

Source: Weekend Writing Prompt # 195 — Gargantuan

Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 96 words


“It’s too much.” My words floated between us and wrenched the remaining oxygen from my lungs. The acrid taste of anger lingered on my tongue, and I sunk deeper into grandpa’s wooden kitchen chair.

He patted my knee, crooked his finger, and I followed. He led me to a magical land where massive tree trunks, 100 feet in circumference, supported treetops that played among the clouds.

“Sequoiadendron giganteum,” he whispered. “They have lived here since prehistoric time, and these are three thousand years old.”

I contemplated everything the trees had seen, and my gargantuan problems disappeared.


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

The Lay of the Land – Weekend Writing Prompt

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Title:  The Lay of the Land

Source:  Weekend Writing Prompt # 166 – Hinterland

Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 87 words


The story repeats in predictable fashion. A hopeful soul blazes through the pristine wilderness, searching for his breakthrough discovery. With luck, his reward is exotic birds, diverse species of rare orchids, and unique animals. Excited, he shares the wonder.

Tiny frontier towns sprout in the hinterland to provide the curious with accommodations while they conduct their research. A steady stream marks the beginning of an erosion that culminates in a deluge. In time, they conserve the endangered and priceless treasures in an isolated park of utopian hell.


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Undercurrents – Weekend Writing Prompt

Title:  Undercurrents
Source:  Weekend Writing Prompt # 167 – Nuance
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 52 words.

landscape photo of water wood fence

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Our boat perched upon the quiet, mist-shrouded lake.

“Don’t expect to feel the colors, to see nuance,” the ancient fisherman’s surreal voice matched the monochrome scene.

“Sunrise fractures innocence. Only then will you appreciate the beauty we’ve lost.”


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Silver Linings – Weekend Writing Prompt

Title:  Silver Linings
Source:  Weekend Writing Prompt # 159 – Intrepid
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 52 words.

Airstream Travel Trailer on a Mountainside with Big Sky

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A derelict Airstream sat on the family’s vacation property. Tyler’s grandmother peeled apart pages of a fragile photo album, each image prompting stories of grand adventures shared with friends and loved ones.

Inspired, the intrepid Tyler devised a plan. Grandmother’s memory guided the trailer’s restoration and the promise of a remarkable life.


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Channeling Prometheus – Weekend Writing Prompt

Title:  Channeling Prometheus
Source:  Weekend Writing Prompt # 158 – Downpour
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 88 words.

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Threats sometimes backfire.

You’d expect me to hide from a formidable opponent, but my soul is hard-wired for defiance and committed to protecting those who cannot defend themselves. Black cumulonimbus clouds rise forty thousand feet in the air to provide Cyclops with his anvil. His forge is the birthplace of lightning, tornados, and hailstorms.

Plunged into darkness, frightened souls huddle. Sobbing like small children, they pray and beg for forgiveness. Despite deafening thunder, eye-searing lightning, and a pounding heart, I step into the downpour with my fiery purpose.


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Jo Hawk The Writer


Memory Lane – Weekend Writing Prompt

Title: Memory Lane
Source:  Weekend Writing Prompt # 156 – Home
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 114 words

snow covered house on gray lake with lights on in the window

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The night’s darkness hid his destination until he arrived. He didn’t feel nostalgia, hope, or even curiosity. He’d burned those bridges years ago. The freak spring snowstorm stirred forgotten habits, guided his car to a faraway country he could no longer call home.

Black snowfall accumulated. Cold hardened him, and he waited.

A light punched back grey edges of a lonely dawn, a harbinger of her brighter day.

A man moved through the house toward the kitchen. He pulled filters from the drawer, measured coffee, and retrieved her favorite mug nestled in the cabinet next to the sink.

Bitter regret stained his face as he started his car, resigned to being the one departed.


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Nature’s Alchemy – Weekend Writing Prompt

Title: Nature’s Alchemy
Source:  Weekend Writing Prompt # 154 – Fiber
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 131 words

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Crystal jars, tinted bottles, and woven baskets crowded the shelf-lined room. Identical labels with precise black handwriting adorned each vessel. Elena inched into the space, confused by the overwhelming volume of items. Her fingers traced unfamiliar words.

“Kamala Seed Pods, Madder Root, Mangosteen Peel,” her lips moved silently. As she continued reading, the chaos dissolved, replaced by an odd sense of order.

“What color does Pomegranate Rind render?”

Elena picked up the jar, shaking the rose-hued contents before she turned to face Mistress Moiree.


“Guessing?” Mistress Moiree asked and extended her hand.

Elena felt the heat of embarrassment in her cheeks as she relinquished the container.

“They look red,” she said rolling the glass in her hands, “but when boiled, they dye mordanted fibers a golden yellow. You will learn.”


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer