Thursday photo prompt: Span #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Span #writephoto

Sue’s Rules:

Welcome to this week’s writephoto prompt.

Thank you for bearing with the altered timings while I was away…we should be back to normal now 🙂

Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 26th June and link back to this post with a pingback to be included in the round-up.  There is no word limit and no style requirements, except to keep it fairly family friendly.

**Please note that many people on WordPress are having problems with pingbacks not getting through, so please also leave a comment on this post, linking back to your response to the prompt so that I know you have posted. **

If you know where the prompt photo was taken, please keep it to yourself until the prompt has closed so that imaginations can play without preconceptions 🙂

All posts will be featured in the round-up on Thursday, June 27th at 10am GMT, linking back to the original posts of contributors. Throughout the week I will feature as many of the responses here on the Daily Echo as space allows and (more or less) in the order in which they come in.

You can find all last week’s entries in the weekly round-up, which, as a final disruption to normal service, will be published later today.

Please link your post to this by creating a pingback. If you are unsure of how to create a pingback, Hugh has an excellent tutorial here.

Pingbacks need to be manually approved, and many people are having problems with them not getting through at all, so either check back to make sure that the pingback has appeared or simply copy and paste your link into the comments section of this post.

Feel free to use #writephoto logo or include the prompt photo in your post if you wish or you can replace it with one of your own to illustrate your work. Don’t forget to use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a view between two trees of a rapid river tumbling over stones beneath a bridge. The banks are lush and green, and the water if spanned by a simple arch of stone, all overgrown with a green carpet and shaded by trees.

Sparkling Water

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The area was beautiful. The sound of the water pounding over the rocks as it passes through an area that is spanned by stones above. The rocks below mute any sounds and will lull you to sleep. The greenery was so soft it also helped to lull you to sleep. It was comfortable lying there on a blanket. Toby was thinking about bringing his new girlfriend, Rita, here to see it, and perhaps she would let him fool around with her. So far, she had refused to let him do more than kiss her on the lips or neck.

He had to remember that she was much younger than him and he could get in trouble with messing around with a fifteen-year-old at his age. Her parents were strict. He wouldn’t have much time with her.

Toby decided to give it a try. He was sure she would like it once they got going.

He picked a day and put together a picnic and then tried to persuade her to go for a walk with him to a beautiful place and to have a picnic, which he showed her. She looked at the picnic, which looked lovely. She was torn. If she asked her dad, the answer would be flat out no. If she just went and told him later, if the subject came up, she might get away with it. She didn’t lie to her dad if she could help it.

She decided to take the chance and went with him. Toby was elated. But things started to go downhill fast from there. Rita was more interested in eating and not in making love. She fought him when he tried to touch her and kiss her merely on the lips.

“Why are you fighting me, Rita?”

“My daddy would be horrified if he knew where I was right now.”

“You didn’t tell him?”

“No, I didn’t.”

Toby was tired of fighting with her now. He grabbed a knife out of the picnic basket and stabbed her until she stopped fighting him. Now the plan was to get rid of her body. He pulled out a shovel and began to dig a hole in the thicket and bushes and stashed the body. Hopefully, no one would come across her body. The ground was always wet, and with a long hot summer ahead, her body should disintegrate by winter, and he doubted that many people came here during the cold weather.

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Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

10 thoughts on “Thursday photo prompt: Span #writephoto

            1. Tessa Post author

              It’s a shame they can co-exist with the rest of us. I may not be perfect, but I have my set of rules I live by and I was brought up right.

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