By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to Eyeing the Quadrille #147 (44 words only)
Posted by Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Laying alone in my recliner
hard to move now
My eyes see everything
yet my eyes see nothing at all
Vivid memories bombard my mind
while I can’t remember what day it is
Still my eyes watch the memories
that play behind closed eyelids
By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to Six Sentence Story PROMPT WORD: CANVAS provided by girlieontheedge’s blog.
It was finally finished after hours and hours of work, a lifetime really, and it was extraordinary if she did say so herself. The gifted artist looked down at her hands and sighed deeply; no matter how hard she tried she always ended up with paint all over her hands and clothes.
She sat back, examining her masterpiece, it really was her best work so far. Looking around the studio she sighed again, cringing this time as she surveyed the absolutely horrid mess all around her.
Before she had a chance to clean up, familiar footsteps resounded down the hallway and a long-legged woman stood in the doorway of the studio, arms on her hips with a scowl plastered firmly upon her face.
Lifting her arms, the little artist was hefted from within the chaotic tumble of paints and dripping paintbrushes to be unceremoniously plopped into the massive bathtub now filled with warm water and bubble bath.
By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to http:sammiscribbles.wordpress.com word prompt RUNE
I wore your rune
around my neck
dangled on a heavy chain
This rune it meant
so much more than
it was first intended to
In times of play and times
of stress in times of grief
it held us fast together our rune
Between you and me
this rune a bond
we swore unbreakable
Yet it could not bear
the test of time the test of fate
then you were no longer mine
Last I saw that special rune
it lay in the dust it’s chain in two my rune now nothing but broken
ruins
By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
Response to dVerse – Open Link Night 311 (Golden Wait)
Posted by msjadeli
Prompt word CHRYSALIS
Her cocoon so soft and warm
safe
Stay she would in this time and
place
The world outside could whirl and
twirl
She’d stay inside protected a good
girl
No matter how they poked and
pried
Inside her cocoon so safe she never
cried
Out there were monsters and evil
things
Protected in her cocoon she hid her
wings
Pretending her chrysalis had yet to
be
To emerge from here they might not
see
Past translucent wings of unearthly
cadency
To a mind riddled with abstract
insanity
By Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to March 2nd #1MinFiction Picture Challenge. March 2, 2022 by Cyranny
“You did what? I did not agree to that! No way, no sir, no how! What? It’s for my own good? If it’s such a good thing, you go do it and leave me here! No, I said I’m not going and I mean it! I’m not getting into that kennel, I’m not!”
“I’m not getting out of this kennel, I’m not getting out! It’s the white coats! Run, scratch, bite …. Goodnight.”
“Isn’t life wonderful? I hear the birds, the humans talking, life is good – I think I’ll go back to sleep for a while.”
By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to: #TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 263, 3/1/22: #Tastetherainbow-Color Poetry. Provided by WildChild47
A Tourmaline sea
With mighty crystal capped waves
Wash red fears away
Dark indigo water swirls
To the black depths we now go
By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
(Possible “R” rating -adult content)
In response to THREE THINGS CHALLENGE #892 by pensitivity 101. Your three words for this week are: BRUSH, HANDLE, BRISTLE
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Oh yes, right there. That’s it, push the handle a little harder. Oh yes, make me growl.
Now use those bristles, you know I love it when you pull my hair like that, flicking your brush just so. Knowing which spots to hit and which I don’t really like at all.
Oh my gosh, you are taking me to heaven. I don’t think I can handle much more. Let me shake out my hair and see how you’ve done.
That’s fabulous, here let me lick your face to say thank you. Maybe I’ll nip your nose a bit to remind you that although you are human, you will always be part of my dog pack!
By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
Response to Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the Jan 20th, 2022
January 20, 2022 by Linda G. Hill
Looking out into the darkness I see you there
Waiting
Waiting for me
I’m not waiting for you
Looking out across the sea swept lawn
I see you there
Waiting
Waiting for me
I’m not waiting for you
This time I saw you there Waiting for me Hungering for me
Even in my darkest despair
I wasn’t waiting for you there
Looking I can see the sun my day has finally come Liquid starshine upon my face
Be gone death specter, leave this place!
131 Words By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to the 6 minute challenge picture prompt provided by STINE WRITING and Miniatures
The procedure to correct and reduce Dumbos massive ears to prevent him from warning circuses around the world about the terrible duo, has gone awry. Dr. Putinup and his trusted assistant Trumpit, strove to put down all resistance supporting the little elephants right to flight and freedom by garnering the likes of Turn-the-other-way-ary and the ever shadowy figure of the increasingly unpopular Polanites.
Upon removal of the little elephants bandages, surgeons and politicians all were shocked and stunned to find their efforts were in fact, in vain when these magnificent butterfly ears emerged and the proud little elephant asserted his independence by flapping his new wings and hopping right over the indignant and horrified faces of both Putinup and Trumpit and their staunch contingent of disbelieving miscreants.
By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
Response to “Ragtag Daily Prompt” word PEBBLE
Just a pebble
stranded
In the river of life
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 