8:12 a.m. — Atlanta
listening to Mr. Bojangles sung by Robbie Williams
Hello all. I am wearing my woolie socks and two layers of shirts. That makes Fall official with me. I would bundle even more were I to walk into today’s photograph. I’ll talk about it after you peruse it for a bit.
Beautiful, isn’t it? This was not my planned pick, but when it crossed my Facebook wall Saturday (at the exact time I was looking at paintings), I immediately asked its taker whether I could use it. The photograph is taken by Barbara Crary, whom you have seen occasionally wandering through here.
What grabbed me as far as using it as a prompt? I like the feeling that I am standing just inside the frame. I feel more there than I do in any photograph I can think of. I even had a reaction to temperature. For me, it is cold and windy. That was the first thought in my mind, How lovely. Just the way I like a beach, cold and breezy. I wonder what’s over those rocks.
Your possibilities are a straight response to the scene, as if you were there, in that spot, complete with convincing details, like weather.
Or, you can write about what’s over those rocks.
Or, you can focus on one small aspect of the whole, the rocks and a time you rock climbed; the flowers and something you associate with them; the ocean and your relationship with it.
Study the photograph for a while, jotting notes, especially sensory details, before you decide what and how.
I can’t wait to see the poems, as I am so in love with the scene [no, no, you don’t have to be in love with the scene — you might have a phobia about coasts, in which case turn the scene into a negative]. I will see you again on Thursday for links; Friday for this week’s roundup of prompts; and next Tuesday for a word meaning prompt.
Happy writing, everyone.