I'm stunned! My mind is frozen and slowly thawing because of the impact of your words and your story about your family. I felt like I had fallen into a deep hole as I read about the bus accident. The loss of family is hard I understand but ad to this a left leg which can remind you of this event must be a significant challenge each day. I hope your days are better with the passing of time and recovery. I know you will never forget your loved ones.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poetic word art with me and WdC members.
I can see hope for the future, strength in unity, and longing for peaceful existence on planet Earth. The underlying issue as I see it is that people are challenged because of individual thoughts, desires, and these can drive people to fight with each other. I hope unity is the better choice for everyone.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poem with me and WdC members
I am familiar with puffer fish because I saw them when I was at ocean city in MD. The do blow up and I can understand why someone would strangle. I was able to be in your story and see the scene clearly. The characters and plot are realistic.
For readers who do not know what a puffer fish is you could explain about it in a dropnote.
Thank you for writing and sharing your puffer fish story with me and WdC members.{/c
Your twist on this story was unexpected, but it fits. I didn't think about an ending because I was into the story. I clearly saw the scene and the action of the characters.
Thank you for writing and sharing a new version of The Scroog story with me and WdC members
The riled crowd is a complete opposite of the warmth and security of the sparrows nest. I guess outside of the nest is mayhem. Golden rays reminds me of the sun. War and peace can be close sometimes.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poetry word art with me and WdC members
I know a losing team or athlete struggles and I also know for the gifted athletes, and teams there is wealth. I enjoyed the rhythm and sounds of the words you chose because it seemed jovial even though there was struggle mentioned.
Thank you for writing about struggle, wealth and sports word art and sharing it with me and WdC members
It is said truth is stranger then fiction and in this case this truth is Brendan became the real thing. The place in your story that got me fully involved was when Brendan out on the mask he had made. I thought when he went to the grave site and dug to get to the coffin he was going to take what he needed to become the part and this wasn't a surprise. The unexpected was taking a costume from a dead person. I thought he might visit the grave yard and commune with zombies.
Your story is realistic and believable blessings because of the through processes and reactions of all of the characters. The ending is good because you allowed the reader to imagine how it would develop. I imagined a fire that raced everywhere because of the gasoline spreading through out the vehicle. I could see the lighter and a large bulky person approaching the car. The flames small then suddenly raging. The screams as Brendan cooked to death. Smoke wouldn't have caused unconsciousness quickly.
Thank you for writing and sharing your zombie word art with me and WdC.
I understand your words from the point of view of my experiences with physical pain, being tired physically, and sometimes so tired of a situation. You clearly explained "exhaustion" and its effects upon you. I was able to feel, see, and and understand in my mind what you were sharing with me through my imagination.
Thank you for writing and sharing your word art with me and WdC members.
I wonder about the other side of technology. There are two sides to everything. There is a lot of Good, but the bad can parts are what humanity needs to consider. AI is constantly learning and becoming self-aware.
The innovations we will face in the future you have covered basically. I wonder if you are going to do more research and add to this word art. You wrote clearly and concisely.
Thank you for writing and sharing your word art about future technologies with me and WdC members
Your poetic story shows the confusion that can affect the mind, the body, and the soul. I saw in my imagination a battle between these elements. I also saw different outcomes depending on which was the victor of the battle. I could feel the ug-of-war as I read your words.
Thank you for writing and sharing your word art with me and WdC members
I enjoyed the scene because the phone conversation distracted the dad. When you wrote about the dad absent-mindedly working the lock I saw the dad inside the cage in my imagination.
[...ritated but the shouting...]
about
I wonder about the boy and his dad on the path visiting the enclosures. In my mind, the animals are the zoo visiters and the son and dad are the exhibits, but Jack being asked to get food for his dad shows the son is outside the cage and only his dad is inside the cage. Or, this is a weird dream.
Thank you for writing and sharing your word art with me and WdC members.
Your poetic story introduced me to a huntress who I could picture vividly and imagine hunting in the vast wilderness of the jungle. A formable person she is honored by the tribe which is realistic. The story has action and clarity. I felt like I was a tribe member watching her hunt and interact with everyone.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poetic story with me and WdC members.
Romance can be a daring adventure depending on the circumstances or it can be a lovely enduring experience. I could feel the excitement of your words and also the caution at the same time. The old fashioned manner of romance seems to be the best choice but with young folk and these times things happen differently. The rhythm as I read it is a bouncy trip into love. For some folk it is great and maybe for other it is not so great depending on the results.
Thank you for writing and sharing your word art about romance with me and WdC members
Cocoa seemed to be a very happy puppy who would have done well in a forever home, but sadly you left Cocoa splashing in the pool forever or under the water as a final resting place. Your story reminds me of a time when my parents rescued a dog from out pool that had fallen in. I hope Cocoa is rescued. One way this can happen is for Cocoa to splash vigorously and for the people to hear this noise and rescue the dog. It still can be a temporary regret. I felt down and sad when the story ended with Cocoa still in the pool.
Thank you for writing and sharing your word art story about Cocoa and the crow
I wonder what Sam Adams did or didn't do that he should have that cause such a mob meeting to destroy Sam Adams. These cats took the law into their paws and became judge, jury, and executioners. I could see the fight between Sam Adams and the mob of cats, hear the meows and yelling, and figured either there were dozens of cats that made a quick decisive kill or the fighting was long and painful because cat bites do not quickly kill unless the right places are punctured. The execution could have been deliberately dragged out on purpose possibly. Your story got me to think.
Thank you for writing and sharing the battle between Sam Adams and the cats with me and WdC members
I imagined your love wrapped around your gift while reading your poem. I pictured you intently watching her while your love rippled in her direction. The day I imagined was bright with golden rays shining through the bedroom window. You wrote and wonderful poetic tribute to your wife.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poetic word art about your wife with me and WdC members.
I imagined you asleep, then waking to enjoy the morning as dreams faded. I felt happy as you seem to be about the beginning of a new adventure and the wonderful opportunities a new brings forth allowing growth and steps closer to being what you and I are supposed to be.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poetic word art with me and WdC members
It's sad when relationships are strained or broken because of loss of human misunderstandings. I felt sadness as I read this story. I would un bottle the joy I collected and share it with the world. I visualized the scene easily, heard the conversation, and didn't have any issues to distract me from reading your story.
Thank you for writing and sharing your story word art with me and WdC members
The way I read your poetic story seemed to have a jovial rhythm. Because of the wonderful outcome of your story, the rhythm for me fits very well. The antagonist lost the battle while you won even though there were many very, very tempting offerings. I'm glad you triumphed in this story.
Thank you for writing and sharing your story about temptation word art with me and WdC members
I like lemonade but I will pass on this brew. This is a story that is believable to me because truth is stronger than fiction and it is very possible that something like or exactly like this happened somewhere. I followed the scene imagining the kids preparing the lemonade and setting up their stand. This brings back memories of me and my sister's produce stand. I can relate to having this kind of business.
Thank you for writing and sharing your lemonade stand word art with me and WdC members
While reading your story I felt as if I was receiving a hug from the people in your home, thank you. I could feel peace and joy through your words. This reminds me of my family. I imagined everyone enjoying each other's company and having fun together which is as a family should be each day.
Thank you for writing and sharing your word art about home and family with me and WdC members.
I thought about memories moving like sand and made a mental picture of this. Sometimes as I recall memories do move like sand depending on the circumstances. Your words work well together because they flow smoothly and line up with the meaning of the words as I read and understood your poem.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poetry word art with me and WdC members
I enjoyed imagining the beauty of summer through your descriptive words and enjoyable happy rhyme scheme. You showed a subtle contrast from spring hues to more brilliant hues of summer which made this poetic story more colorful. Peacefulness and the joy of warmer weather made me feel a longing for the growing season.
Thank you for writing and sharing your poetic word art with me and WdC members
You wrote a very sad and hopeful poem story that allowed me to easily visualize the scene. It felt kinda weird having sadness and hope mixed together. Years ago I flew many times and felt relieved when I safely landed at my destination. There is something about flying that is different from any other form of transportation. For this reason your poem made an impact.
Thank you for writing and sharing your sad and hopeful word art with me and WdC members
Your words showed me how you are tired yet you write and create a blog post. I can relate to the ideas run-in g through your head because my brain does not know when to stop and allow me to sleep. It feels as if you are passionate about writing and sharing your ideas. I wonder what else you felt during this activity in the early morning.
Thank you for writing and sharing you word art with me and WdC members about your early morning writing adventure word art story.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.74 seconds at 10:24pm on Jul 05, 2025 via server WEBX1.