Wednesday's Words on a Friday
On Wednesdays, assorted people have been taking monthly turns at putting up a selection of six (or twelve) words which is called “Words for Wednesday”.
We have taken over this meme from Delores, who had been having computer problems
This month the meme continues here, with words supplied by Susan Kane.
Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.
Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image. What we do with those prompts is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...
Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. I would really like it if as many people as possible joined into this fun meme. If you are posting on your own blog - let us know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud.
I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.
It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?
This week's words are:
we also have a phrase to use if we choose: The horse came back alone
Here is my story:
Her charismatic nature had been evident from the first moment he saw her.
Over the years he had taught her so much; how to lick an ice-cream cone so that it didn't drip all over her hands, how to swim, how to ride her bike. He remembered the gleeful shout as she rode down the avenue for the first time alone.
He taught her how to wash and fold laundry, marvelling at how quickly the fairy themed t-shirts became school uniforms, then lacy blouses.
Like her mother, she had never been one to cower before any challenge. He smiled at the memory of the notebook her first grade teacher had handed him, with lines of carefully printed text, "I can do this, I can do anything" in her childish six year old hand.
The fact that she might one day depart his life, to be free and go her own way, simply did not register in his mind.
Then one day, she went out riding, striding angrily towards the stable after yet another argument about her choice of boyfriend.
Three hours later, the horse came back alone.
He stood nuzzling the soft velvety nose, tears streaming down his face, as he read and re-read the note attached to the saddle. "I'm sorry you don't agree Dad, Tony is the best thing that ever happened to me. We have to be together..."