The Map of Love by Nada Adel Sobhi - Poem

Lines upon lines

In an endless sea

Of beauty…

The wind calls to me,

Hails my name,

As it blows on my face.

I navigate the water

In search of your heart,

Your soul, You.

I hear your voice

On the wind,

In the current.

Call to me,

Guide me

On our map of love.

This piece was written by the five-sentence fiction (FSF) prompt "MAPS" by Lillie McFerrin

Unbeatable - FSF - Doors

The Wind beat mercilessly on the castle walls. It hurled and thrust trying to tear it down. It howled and roared but the ancient building stood as strong and as resilient as ever.

Angrier, the Wind hurled an army of pebbles and stones against the mighty fortress.

But to no avail; the castle would not fall or falter before any enemy, natural or unnatural.

This is my entry for this week's five-sentence fiction prompt which is "DOORS". This is my first time attempting to NOT to use the prompt itself in the piece.

As always, comments and shares are appreciated. 

If you're participating in this week's contest, post your link - and comment - below and I will gladly return the favour.

Black and Green

I had never seen grass so green before. My hard work in the city had left me tired and dreary; but seeing such grass made life surge through me once again.

Joe removed the saddle and reins and I ran and galloped and pranced. This is the life; the life a horse could ever want.

My black coat glittered against the green grass and I heard Joe say "Black Beauty indeed!"

This week's five-sentence fiction prompt is "freedom" and I had just finished watching my all-time favourite movie "Black Beauty".

Comments and shares are highly appreciated.

Written Tuesday 6^th of May 2014.

Routine Change

At last my routine will change!

I may grow lazy but I feel I have been given this opportunity to finally work hard on improving myself and on doing all the things I have been postponing for months.

I will certainly read more. Write more. I have to write more!

I have several books on writing that I need to read and use their exercises to prompt my own writing. I’ll try to challenge myself more with the weekly #Visdare, five-sentence fiction, and Flash Friday! contests.

I will certainly continue to work on finding a new job but in the meantime I’ll take some time to relax, work out, enjoy life, go out, spend more time with family and friends and did I mention read more? ;)

And I will certainly get back to blogging twice to thrice per week.

I have never been so excited in my life!

Thank you God, for everything!

The City of Sobek

A city stood here once. Its northern temple stood tall to the north, its southern one rested on a lower footing. Karanis the ancient city was called.

The half-human, half-beast god dwelt here. Sobek, they called him and worshipped him to keep his vicious teeth at bay.

But did the half-crocodile-god accept their prayers and gifts?

This piece is an entry for this week's five-sentence fiction prompt: RUINS hosted by Lillie McFerrin. 

I took these pictures in February 2014 in Fayyoum in the city of Karanis, where the crocodile-god Sobek was worshipped more than 1,500 years ago.

Sunken City

With no cloud in sight, the sun shone bright, its rays penetrating the crystal blue water of the Mediterranean Sea.

Ela sprung from the water, catching the early warmth on her bare skin; the sea spread before her without a soul in sight. She inhaled the morning air and dived again, for a new day meant new places to be and new sites to see. She glided on the water heading straight to what her friends called The Sunken City.

As soon as her eyes caught glimpses of it, she realised her friends had every reason to gloat for it was beyond anything she had ever seen with huge red-rock statues of men in ancient garb and women carved from black stone; she remembered her father telling her tales of a mighty people who lived here centuries ago; they were called Pharaohs.

These images are taken from The Daily Mail's article on the discovery of the Sunken City of "Heracleion" near Alexandria, Egypt. The first is of the god Hapi and the second is of Isis.

This is my entry for this week's five-sentence fiction prompt: RUINS, hosted by Lillie McFerrin, who was kind enough to host my prompt this week.

Comments are highly appreciated.

Strength – 5SF

In a distant forest, vines cover an ancient fortress. Night and day, day and night, the rain hammers relentlessly. The Gothic structure stands strong against the merciless elements.

A princess locked within will burst forth one day as the sun bursts from amidst the clouds.

The land will live once again for though the future is dark, it is grey and shifting.

I made it late to last week's five-sentence fiction prompt by Lillie McFerrin. The prompt was "Strength".