Free Write Friday; Give this Picture a Story; Sweet Revenge

I give you a picture; you give me a story. Don’t make notes, don’t ponder your execution, just look at the photo andwhatever pops into your head first, begin writing based on that thought

Free Write Friday; Give this Picture a Story

by Kellie Elmore

Would Her Revenge Befall – This Week’s Picture It & Write

The witch cackled into the frosty night. The cold air blew her hair in all directions. Her near-translucent locks flailed violently. The tentacles of her hair bit and stung her pale white face. She spat into the bubbling cauldron. If they wanted to banish her from these lands, these lands which belonged to her father, they would have to do a lot more than beat her. The stench of blood tickled her nose. Ancient phrases escaped her lips in a murmur. She dipped her fingers into the frothing mixture before marking her arms and face. A curse would plague this land. She watched as the last ingredient, a single snowflake, fell into the concoction. Something erupted from within the cauldron and the liquid cascaded down the hill, weaving between the pine trees, searching.

– Ermisenda Alvarez


And then she went
where everyone she knew

Would be gathered together
as their celebration ensue

To welcome the winter 
having their yearly festival

Amid their fun and joy
would her revenge befall

Oozing her poison behind
down corridors she flew

As without the countryside
destruction of all that grew

That when it was done
a barren wasteland lay behind

Inside the sick and dying
would be left to find

To let out a cackle
was so hard to resist

That she had to stifle
it with balled up fist

Yes, this was the time
she’d make the town pay

For what they had done
to her on this day!

But she did not know
that something was amiss

As outside the snow
the dying ground did kiss

And freezing her poison
dead in its track

When came riding in
a woman on horseback

‘Twas the white witch
from the north come

Astride her faithful steed
the unicorn “Sugar Plum”

Together they made haste
for the great hall

To end the wicked witch
once and for all!

Teresa Marie  12/24/11 ©


Not A Word

Now the fireworks
that desire display
have beauty lost
turned to grey

For, my love,
you left today
not one word
did you say

Where did we
lose our way?
Where’s the love
of yesterday?

My heart’s gone
lost in the frey
now you’ve become
my anger’s prey

I am so hurt
 you went away
I want revenge
this very day

But I love you
what can I say
to make you run
right back today?

God help me, please,
don’t let me stay
so broken hearted
this I pray

Teresa Marie   8/12/11



An Eye For An Eye

“An eye for an eye”
is not what Jesus said
“We don’t care” they cry,
“we just want them dead!”

But does that not make
the whole world as blind
if another’s life we take
when we act in kind?

And what about if we
take the path that’s wrong
would we then not be
whistling the very same song?

If we make a mistake
and condemn an innocent man
then do we not forsake
what God for them did plan?

Therein the dilemma does lie
when we do judge another
and sentence someone to die
who is our spiritual brother

My point don’t you see?
Just think it over again
for whose would truly be
the greater of the sin?

Teresa Marie   7/25/11


Revenge is the raging fire that consumes the arsonist. Max Lucado


Revenge is the raging fire
that the arsonist sets
fueled with anger’s desire
but him it also gets

As it quickly consumes
everything in its wake
and his life it dooms
when God he does forsake

‘Vengeance is Mine”, He said
we must leave it alone
get it through our head
what God does not condone

There is evil that lies behind
the need to hurt another
when it’s in heaven we find
they were our sister or brother

Strive always to walk in love
even when you don’t want to
take the hand of God above
He’ll help you make it through!

Teresa Marie  7/4/11