Daily Prompt: The Full Moon

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When the full moon happens, you turn into  a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe the new you.

I’m always a happy person by nature. A full moon to me means a joyous occasion, everything is bright, the dark night changes into a very bright sky, the earth, the people are all happy.

To be opposite of me would be to be an unhappy me  instead of enjoying the bright moon I’m sad, I’m cranky,I dislike everything around me . I sit and sulk, I stop smiling, I want everyone to leave me alone and I write poems that makes humanity cringe.

I’d rather write a poem that makes all of nature happy, like:

Come one come all the full moon is here

Let us celebrate with fiddles and drums

Wake up all of you let’s look and sing

For this is a time to be jolly and giving

Do not stop smiling, do not start sulking

For nature will invite the clouds

To cover the full moon and darken the sky

We’d be looking up and saying

Please clouds let the moon be free

So we can sing about the full moon with glee!



365 Writing Prompts: The full moon

When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe this new you.

There is something very unique about the full moon, whenever it happens and the sky is clear, I find myself in a place I’ve never been. I am lost in my thought and go into an imaginary place where it’s me, Tagore, Rumi, Mirza Ghalib and Iqbal. I carefully listen to their conversation.

Tagore and I are the only Bengalis , the rest of them speak Persian. I am fascinated to hear this language which I don’t understand.

Tagore realizes my shortcoming and helps me out. I begin to understand a few words, but cannot carry on a lengthy dialogue. I’m advised to go back to earth and work on my language skills especially in Persian, so I can participate in their discussion.

Back on earth I turn on my computer and Google the language Persian. I know I must be ready for the next full moon, I tell myself did I really see those people or it was all my imagination. Unfortunately it was just that and I didn’t have to count when I’ll meet them again.

They have left the earth and are now in a better place, without any kind of worries, and I am here with all the trials and tribulations of the world!




DP Daily Prompt: The Full Moon Post by Ranu

‘The Full Moon and Me’

I do not change regardless of what kind of moon presents itself. I can make this into a fairy tale. Right now my imagination is taking a break, because of all the times I have taken to use it. Take for example my time in Montreal,I put it through the ringer trying to investigate,what I must do see eat buy . It has co-operated with me for every selfish demands of mine. Now it’s time for it to say,” You know what,slow down dear or I will forever boycott you”, can you fathom how much trouble I am in? Please excuse me this time!

March the third month posted by ranu

I have heard the expression,”March comes in like a lion ,goes out like a lamb”, so far I haven’t seen it. This is the ninth and March is quite amiable up to now.Then again there are twenty-two days left and judging from what it’s doing in Uncle Sam’s country.I cannot be too contented yet. Maybe since it didn’t come in like a lion it will go out like a lion. I am already fearful thinking what can happen towards the end of this month.

When I was in Gander,  we had storm after storm in March.I thought it was the worst month in the year. In St. John’s, so far it is actually really good.

The Ides Of March an important event that happened on March 15,44 B.C.

Bust of Julius Caesar from the British Museum

I wanted to find out about the Ides Of  March. Julius Caesar’s bloody assassination on March 15,44 B.C., forever marked March 15, or The Ides Of March as a day of infamy.

“For ancient Romans living before that event,however,an Ides was merely one of several calendar terms used to mark monthly lunar events. The Ides simply marked the appearance of the full moon.

But the ‘Ides Of March’ assumed a whole new identity after the events of 44 B.C. The phrase came to represent a specific day of abrupt change that set off a ripple of repercussions throughout Roman society and beyond.”

By Jennifer Vernon,

National Geographic,March 12,2004