Post a black and white photo for seven days, no people, no explanation. Challenge a new person each day.
I challenge Miriam at: https://showerofblessings.wordpress.com
https://rugby843.blog/2017/10/05/7-days-7-photos-challenge-day-2/
Post a black and white photo for seven days, no people, no explanation. Challenge a new person each day.
I challenge Miriam at: https://showerofblessings.wordpress.com
https://rugby843.blog/2017/10/05/7-days-7-photos-challenge-day-2/
Our connected link
Twists and strains the strength of love
Forgiveness the mend
“Just me and Charlie here, looking out the window. It’s a bit rainy today so our mistress won’t let us outside. I guess wet cat fur offends her sense of smell. Of course Charlie and I endure the perfumes and lotions, fabric softener on our blankets, and litter box deodorizer, but she doesn’t think of our noses. Human noses have only 1.25 percent of cats’ sense of smell. Our nose prints have the same unique patterns as human fingerprints. Our hearing is one octave higher than a dog! I wish mistress would research a few facts about me and Charlie. After all, were not just beautiful creatures, we’re superior to humans in every sense!”
“Come on Charlie, let’s see if the old woman will let us outdoors now the sun’s out. You know Charlie? You’re being extra quiet today. Let’s go find a mouse to play with!”
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/10/03/photo-challenge-183/

Gray clouds do not deter me. In fact, not having the sun in my eyes is a bonus. I’m also not as visible to hunters–those men who would prefer me lying dead on the ground as a mini trophy instead of admiring my unique hunting prowess.
I need no bullets or arrows, for I have been fitted with keen eyes and sharp talons. Soaring over my target, I can dive in milliseconds to capture my prey. Whether on ground or in water, they are impervious to my skill. Generations of my kind lead the avian cast in hunting skills.
https://edwinronaldlambert.wordpress.com/2017/09/26/short-tale-challenge-5/
Cyranny over at the cove, gave me a challenge: https://cyranny.wordpress.com/2017/10/05/7-days-7-photos-challenge-day-1
“Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.”
I never turn down a challenge, but I’m no photographer and have no camera except an iPad and Samsung phone, so here we go!

I nominate https://ramblingsofawriter2016.wordpress.com
https://rugby843.blog/2017/10/05/7-days-7-photos-challenge-day-1/
A deep v neckline
Cut to the waist
Barely covers
In good taste?
Ripped up jeans
Holes lay bare
What is that
Sticking out there?
Mini this, mini that
Need to show
Your latest tatt
Dress or skirts
Below the knee? au contraire –
Hardly below the derrière!
I know you think it’s appeasing
Show your “beauty”
Not always pleasing,
Modesty is not the norm
Anything goes to show your form.
Times are changing
As they always do
Just wait a while
These thoughts prove true
The freedom of dance
No intimidation felt
Releasing her soul
Spinning in oblivion
Was her simple salvation
http://ramblingsofawriter2016.com/2017/10/04/weekly-tanka-prompt-challenge-week-65-dancing-freedom/
A friend who knows me well and listens to my rants, sent me a James Brown message to Get on Up! Instead of that one, I think we need a little more of THIS one: So let’s get a groove on my fellow bloggers!
The tree loses its shape
A form bending in the wind
Obscured by the mist
She held the sign, not really knowing the full meaning of the word. She was only eight years old, so “life” hadn’t hit her full blast yet. She lived in a nice neighborhood with two parents, siblings, a nice home, good school, and nice friends. She was intelligent, pretty and talented. So far her life was uneventful.
And then it happened. Her school was hit by what seems unsurprising these days–a crazy lone gunman across the street started shooting into the school play yard at recess. One child was killed and others injured before the children could escape to safety.
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