Today is another prompt post. I didn’t have a specific form in mind when I wrote these phrases—you can use them for any of your writing. Feel free to mix them around, change them, or use them verbatim.
- The sea met the sunrise, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
- Yesterday, at the corner of Brook and Augustus, the stop sign fell over.
- My grandmother, lying on her death bed, says to me, “In my 88 years, I’ve never seen a shooting star.”
- She called her on Monday and left a voicemail—she hasn’t listened to her message yet, and it’s already Saturday.
- Wind breathes through the thick trees, rustling them against an overcast sky.
- After he returned with the groceries, his daughter double-checked the list and squinted at her wife.
- They met in the ship, shared a smile, and made arrangements for dinner just as the bell started to knell.
- The margin between reality and unreality broke under the weight of their exhale.
- I rose in a cloud of warm, weak smoke once the demon summoned me.
- I stand at the bus stop and the preteen boy beside me asks, “When do you think this rain will stop?”
- In the dead of night, the witch climbed through my window and I breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
- Portrien approached me with an arrow through his feathery wing.
- A man in her forties jealously glared at me while he walked toward the train station.
Add some if you have any, or combine them, or do whatever! Happy writing, everyone.