Takhayyal/Imagine writing prompt 85: Northern Lights

Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen, Artists, Poets, Writers, Authors, Dreamers, Friends and Family; Welcome EVERYONE to Nadaness In Motion's monthly picture-prompt writing challenge Takhayyal/Imagine.

Today, I'm featuring artwork by Egyptian artist Sara Magdy. I called it Northern Lights, although they seem to be lights with their own story and adventure that need telling.

Shall we write?

Northern Lights by Sara Magdy Abdelghany

Arabic for Imagine, Takhayyal is a challenge for writers of all ages and genres; a place to spark creativity and explore new genres.

Your post can be in English or Arabic, prose, poetry, short story, flash fiction; you name it and write it.

About the artist:

Sara Magdy Abdelghany is a young lady who believes in peace and love. An aspiring scientist with an artist within. A mental health advocate, who is not shy to spread awareness about different mental health topics.

"Remember, you are more than what the world dictates to you."

Follow her on Facebook, or via Instagram: sara.abdelghany.63 & hands_crochet

General rules:

·        No nudity, violence, and/or abuse.

·        Leave the link to your post in comments below OR post your piece as REPLY to this post

·        Your piece MUST be inspired in some way or other by the above picture

·        Multiple entries allowed

·        It is not required but it is a nice and encouraging gesture to comment on others' pieces.

·        Feel free to add your Twitter handle (@....) so I can tag you in my tweets!

Let's IMAGINE!

Red Nails - Poem by Nada Adel Sobhi

Red nails

Break the blue calm

Like tiny roses

In a sea of green

Colours

They paint my world

Breathe new life

Into my lungs

I close my eyes

Feel the cold air

Fill my being

Those moments of life

Lapses of perfection

In a world of endless

Hustle and bustle

Sunlight sifts

Through clouds and mountains high

The wind blows on my face,

My lips can almost taste

The saltiness of my surroundings

I close my eyes again

Then open them to see

Red nails

On a sea of brown rocks

Covered by a hue of greyish blue

By: Nada Adel Sobhi/Nadaness In Motion

Photography by Nada Adel Sobhi aka Nadaness In Motion

Written Thursday, 29 March 2018 at 16:50

The writing and publishing of this poem coincides with the April-long National Poetry Month.

A Boom of Blue by Nada Adel Sobhi - Flash Fiction

BOOM!

The sound jolts my mind from the multitude of swirling thoughts within. I open my eyes to a background of blue. The smoke surprises me. Is it lethal? Am I going to die?

And yet, there is something kind about it. Soothing even.

I hear people screaming. Several run in my periphery but my eyes are entranced by the ever-growing flower of blue before me.

I grab onto the bench for support. My legs beg me to rise and investigate, but my hammering heart tells me to hold still, sit a moment longer and enjoy the blue.

The yelling fades. I don't know if everyone has run away and left me alone – not that I could complain – or if the smoke has some deafening effect, not complaining about that either.

The bursting blue transfixes me and yet it calls to me. I'm moving! My legs walk of their own accord. They haven't asked my brain for permission. Is that normal?

The blue is growing bigger or is it because I'm the one moving closer?

I stand at the mere edge of the alluring color. It is opaque. I see nothing beside or beyond it.

My hand, too, moves without asking my mind about its next step. It touches the blue smoke and for a moment nothing happens.

Then it engulfs me!

I don't scream or cry. I close my eyes and breathe, bracing myself for the possible end.

Something soft touches my cheek. I open my eyes. It is an old man with eyes as blue as the breathtaking flower of smoke. Time stands still. Then he smiles.

"You are brave," he says.

I wonder if that is true.

He hands me gift box.

I wonder if this some kind of Pandora's box, but as I run my hand over it. Something tells me it is far stronger and more beautiful.

"For the artist and warrior within," he explains. 

By: Nada Adel Sobhi (Nadaness In Motion)

Written Monday, 15 January 2018 at 23:27

(The image was originally posted by Visual Verse as their January writing prompt)

My Favourite Colour - Blog Post

The other day, I was asked what my favourite colour was.

I thought of the blue sea, the green grass, the pink of the unicorn logo for my blog. But every time I thought of a colour, my mind went to black, how it fit with all the other colours, how it blends and contrasts. It can go unnoticed or it can make stars sparkle in a black expanse of a sky.

The colour just kept coming back to me.

I love colours in general; I paint several shades on my nails; I've dyed my hair pink, blue and purple before; I can't take down notes with a single pen, there has to be at least two. I rarely wear all-black and when I do, I just a little of something else, a bright red or pink lipstick, green nail polish, a rose or labradorite necklace. Anything to break the black but still make it look good. Not a sad black.

I've written about black before, how it's a misunderstood colour. But the question lingered with me.

Yes blue and green are calming colours and I love mixing them with black, navy blue, beige or white. But I don't know. Black just stuck with me.

The background of my blog is black and I like it because it allows me to use any font colour I like – with minor exceptions.

It was a simple question. Colours say a lot about people and I wondered for a minute if I should say something else but I didn't.

I love all colours. All I want is to blend them right.

Takhayyal 28: Open the Door

Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen, Artists, Poets, Writers, Authors, Dreamers, Friends and Family; Welcome EVERYONE to Nadaness In Motion's bi-weekly picture-prompt writing challenge Takhayyal.

Arabic for Imagine, Takhayyal is a challenge for writers of all ages and genres; a place to spark creativity.

Your post can be in English or Arabic, prose, poetry, short story, flash fiction; you name it and write it.

By Ilya Rashap. Picture found online.

  

General rules:

·        No nudity, violence, and/or abuse.

·        Leave the link to your post in comments below OR post your piece as REPLY to this post

·        Your piece MUST be inspired in some way or other by the above picture

·        Multiple entries allowed

·        It is not required but it is a nice and encouraging gesture to comment on others' pieces.

·        Feel free to add your Twitter handle (@....) so I can tag you in my tweets!

Let's IMAGINE!

Enter the Light – A Takhayyal poem

Let the light seep in,

Softly treading on my skin,

Steps gently falling,

Slowly awakening my numb limbs

My eyes begin to see colours:

Of gold and green,

Blue and orange

Warmth,

A feeling long buried, forgotten

Colour

Streams through my being,

Singing a melody,

Washing away the greyness

Of my world.

Purple, pink and blue

Bathe me, bathe me,

Lights of every hue,

Awaken my soul

Within the crumbling walls

Of this human shell,

Replenish this drained body

Green, orange, lemon, peach

Revive my senses

Encase me in your colourful warmth

Make me get up

And breathe once again.

Written 5 December 2015 at 4:15 am

This piece was inspired by the first picture in Takhayyal 25 prompts. 

Takhayyal #writing prompt 25: Colour the World

Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen, Artists, Poets, Writers, Authors, Dreamers, Friends and Family; Welcome EVERYONE to Nadaness In Motion's bi-weekly picture-prompt writing challenge Takhayyal.

I've been rather down so I figured a dash of colour to our worlds. I'm also providing two pictures, feel free to use one or both.

Arabic for Imagine, Takhayyal is a challenge for writers of all ages and genres; a place to spark creativity.

Your post can be in English or Arabic, prose, poetry, short story, flash fiction; you name it and write it.

The above pictures are not mine, I found them on Pinterest. Authors/Artists unknown.

General rules:

·        No nudity, violence, and/or abuse.

·        Leave the link to your post in comments below OR post your piece as REPLY to this post

·        Your piece MUST be inspired in some way or other by the above picture(s)

·        Multiple entries allowed

·        It is not required but it is a nice and encouraging gesture to comment on others' pieces.

·        Feel free to add your Twitter handle (@....) so I can tag you in my tweets!

Let's IMAGINE!

Colours - Takhayyal 19

The colours swam on the page. A rainbow of big polka dots jumping here and there. Then, a sea appeared, turquoise and turning darker deeper within. The sun shone perfectly, not too hot it scalds your skin and not too distant, you don’t feel its presence.

I could even hear laughter ringing in my ears and at one point thought it was my own.

Don’t burst my bubble.

Let me live and dance. Go round and round and round till I get dizzy and fall to the ground, to the green earthen bed. Let me close my eyes till my head stops spinning then open them to see the sun shining, radiating happiness, warmth, love and above all colour.

This piece was inspired by the above picture and is written for the bi-weekly picture prompt challenge Takhayyal.
As always comments are highly appreciated. And if you have the time, check out what this image has inspired in others here.