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  • Spiritual

    By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    In response to E.M.’s RWP ~ #219 prompt word spiritual
    Hosted by E.M. Livingston

    The birds in the trees
    singing to me

    A brilliant red sunset
    setting down in the west

    A garden full of seeds
    pulling all its weeds

    Warming in the sun
    surf, sand and sea for fun

    The soft gentle nudge
    from a dog named Pudge

    A newborn babies cry
    sends our spirits high

    The touch of a warm, loving hand
    a sweet long dance

    A strong loving embrace
    any time any place

  • Evilness Returns

    (A Short-Short) By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    In response to
    E.M.’s RWP ~ #218 prompt word: evilness
    Hosted by E.M. Kingston

    Evil is the look in their eyes
    saying goodbye
    for the very last time
    then returning once more
    walking back through the door
    Evilness returning to score

  • Odd Photos by Gypsie-Ami

    Kammie’s Oddball Photo Challenge Hosted by mammasquirrel

    All photography by Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    Dragon Tree @ Wilmington, NC
    Amorous Anole’s @ Wilmington, NC
    “See what happens when he eats my food??” Photo taken in Hereford, AZ
  • Feathered Prey

    By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    Wordle #561
    The Sunday Whirl
    Hosted by bwarren

    glum pray birds myths growl bones trickling hum spirits willowy run lost three

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    Three glum birds searched the willowy forest for more of their kind. Finding only bones in the trickling river, they realized they had lost their families to pollution, plight, famine, and the dreaded hunter.

    They heard the gentle hum of their families spirits before an evil growl above them spoken of in the myths of their ancestors, invaded their peace. The three little birds had to run hard and long to find a hiding place, where they stopped to pray for safety from the vicious hunting dogs and their cruel human masters.

  • A Year In A Day

    By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    In response to the Weekend Writing Prompt #268: Hosted by Sammi Cox
    This weekend your challenge is to write a poem or a piece of prose in exactly 46 words using the word “Year.”

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    When times are good and happiness thrives a year slips by in merely a day

    When times turn dark and oppression takes hold a year drags on for untold days

    When People decide between right and wrong – years of rebellion will grow wide and grow strong

  • Seating for Two

    Photograph’s By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    Pull Up A Seat Photo Challenge 2022 – Week 28 Hosted by xingfumama
    Koda and Tala’s Couch
    Molly’s Pillow
  • BOAT

    By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    Picture by cafepress.com

    In response to Fandango’s One Word Challenge Prompt Word – BOAT

    B = Beauty on the open sea
    As far as my eyes can see

    O = Open spaces far and wide
    Sailing out on the morning tide

    A = Altruistic endeavor’s ending well
    Saving turtles, dolphins and whales

    T = Travel far to distant lands
    Making new friends shaking hands

  • Rock People

    By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    In response to Paul Szlosek
    @ Virtual Poetorium’s
    International Imaginarium Photo Prompt Project

    It had gone all wrong! His Commander was going to have him court-martialed or worse, he’d have to face the firing squad at dawn.

    The fledgling scientist, newly recruited into the Party, had assured them that he could and would double or triple the size of their army with his newest gadget, the Replicating Ray Gun. He had replicated hundreds of items so far, a car, a boat, a ladies high-end handbag, which had netted him thousands of rouble’s in sales. He had replicated a tank and even one of their most deadly weapons, the RS-28 Sarmat, which NATO dubbed “Satan 2,” all without a single glitch.

    So why were there thousands and thousands upon thousands of rocks and boulders laying where there should be thousands upon thousands of Soviet soldiers?

    He heard the jingle of handcuffs along with the heavy plod of his Commander’s footfalls and turned slowly to face his soon-to-be executioner.

  • Nature’s Mirror

    Photo’s by Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    Lens Artists Photo Challenge #207 Seeing Double Hosted by Jez

    Lake Leamon, NC
    Morning Glories
    Greenfield Lake, NC

    Greenfield Lake, NC
  • Mother’s Hands

    By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    Picture @ https://wallpaper-house.com/wallpaper-id-322800.php

    In response to Christine Bialczak @ Stein Writing’s – Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 07/12/2022

    The Earth trembled as she lifted paradise in her hands made corporeal from the polluted crust of her mantle, to hold high in the sky, where the cancer of man could not reach it.