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Saturday Writing Prompt -16th January - The Weather Vane



Use the image of the weather vane as your poem or story starter.


How to use this prompt: Using the picture and heading, create a short story or poem incorporating it. There is no right or wrong 'answer' just whatever your imagination sparks from the subject.


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Mandy Eve-Barnett
Mandy Eve-Barnett
Jan 23, 2021

What a great way to connect the generations & a treasured object

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Mandy Eve-Barnett
Mandy Eve-Barnett
Jan 23, 2021

Well constructed I had a clear image of the man and his surroundings. Well done

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J.E. McKnight
Jan 22, 2021

Weathervane

Prompt – weathervane – Jan. 16, 2021


Weathervane

Prompt – weathervane – Jan. 16, 2021


Last month’s storm rocked our farm, ravaging it with powerful winds and torrential rains. Our fields were flooded and some our livestock were killed. The house, thankfully, still stands with minimal water damage and repairs needed to the siding and shingles. In that sense we were lucky. Our barn, however, was not as fortunate. The total destruction of our largest and most used out building was not the loss you might think it was. The structure was long overdue for a rebuild. The storm gave us the excuse and motivation to make that happen sooner rather than later.

Besides the loss of livestock, loss…


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judithwilliamson
Jan 19, 2021

The Weather Vane


Sitting on a bare mattress, his head in his hands, with the hard metal bed frame biting through filthy overalls into his scrawny legs, Jacob could hear the rhythmic creak of the weather vane foretelling a storm moving in. He didn't need to tune into the wireless for the weather, the noisy rusty rooster told him.


Wind and debris swirled around the tiny archaic clapboard house, its white paint had peeled away long ago, leaving sun bleached wooden panels. A solitary window caked with dust added to the picture of desolation. At the front door, a solitary rose bush, permanently bent from the wind, now only its prickly barbs and a few brown leaves showing. Mary h…


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