Author: Reena Saxena

Above is March’s image. If interested, you have until March 23rd to submit a response. Happy Writing!

Here’s how it works:

On the first of every month, I’ll post a speculative fiction prompt from Pixabay. These images are attribution free so you can use them on your blog without worrying about copyright restrictions.

The moon glow

Eerie silence

Not a foot fall to be heard

Taking a tentative step towards

The big moon glowing, obscuring the sun

The light, not silver like moonlight, nor golden sunshine

Still shows her where to go, she steps tentatively

There is no fear in her heart, no loneliness

She may be alone but her soul is brave

She stands tall and waits for the

Unknown, in the moon glow

Written in response to;

March Speculative Fiction Prompt

By ; Myth of Mirrors

Parched ground. searing sun. The cacti’s collective yawn. What is a few more degrees to them? Their fibers hoard their water. Their needles guard their excess against the unwary consumer.

Why would they care about climate change?

temperature spike

the unpredictability

of coming storms

for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #75: Spike up a Poem (pubtended by De Jackson)

When you leave me,
please —
spike my gloom
with silver sickle
of a waxing moon
and in the wake
behind you
please —
trickle pebble stars
to guide me through
your night till dawn.

When you leave me,
please —
light me candles
by your bed.

Nude I by Edvard Munch

Today De hosts Quadrille at dVerse, and the word is spike. If you haven’t joined before the challenge is easy. Write a poem in exactly 44 words including the given word.