Republish: Right2Write Prompt 10: Bacchus and Midas

Note: No good responses last week. Therefore, I am extending the prompt for another week. If you are interested, write anything and add your link in the widget below.

Hello,

This week, we are going mythical. Yes, we are going to enjoy the world of Greek mythology. I present to you an oil painting by Nicolas Poussin, named Bacchus and Midas. You all must be aware of these two names. Bacchus(Roman name of Dionysus) was the God of Wine and son of Zeus/Jupiter and Midas has a very famous tale attached to him- the king who could turn anything to gold by his touch. Though there are three references of King Midas in Greek mythology, the one with the gold touch is the most popular.

Bacchus and Midas by Nicolas Poussin

This painting was completed in 1630 and presently finds its abode at Alte Pinakothek, Munich, Germany. You can write anything, inspired from this painting. The thing most concrete to me is the intoxication, which would make an interesting write.

General guidelines:

1. Write a short story/poem/any other form of creative writing, getting inspiration from this classic piece of art.

2. Once you have posted your creation, kindly submit your links in the linking widget below. In case you are not able to do so, please leave your links in your comments. Also if you do not hold a blog, you can e-mail your creations to me at hamusesanewtune@gmail.com or post your creation in the comments section below. Anyhow, I will further publish it on this blog by your name.

3. We need more participants. So, please write something even if it is just two lines. I’d love to read anything you come up with. Inform other bloggers about the prompt. They might be interested in participating as well.

4. It is not necessary for you to use the title of the prompt (which is based on the name of the painting) in your creations.

Happy writing!

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Right2Write Prompt 10: Bacchus and Midas

Hello,

We had two wonderful submissions for the Right2Write Prompt 9, a heart-wrenching poem by Helen Valentina and a beautiful sentimental tale by Timzauto.

This week, we are going mythical. Yes, we are going to enjoy the world of Greek mythology. I present to you an oil painting by Nicolas Poussin, named Bacchus and Midas. You all must be aware of these two names. Bacchus(Roman name of Dionysus) was the God of Wine and son of Zeus/Jupiter and Midas has a very famous tale attached to him- the king who could turn anything to gold by his touch. Though there are three references of King Midas in Greek mythology, the one with the gold touch is the most popular.

Bacchus and Midas by Nicolas Poussin

This painting was completed in 1630 and presently finds its abode at Alte Pinakothek, Munich, Germany. You can write anything, inspired from this painting. The thing most concrete to me is the intoxication, which would make an interesting write.

General guidelines:

1. Write a short story/poem/any other form of creative writing, getting inspiration from this classic piece of art.

2. Once you have posted your creation, kindly submit your links in the linking widget below. In case you are not able to do so, please leave your links in your comments. Also if you do not hold a blog, you can e-mail your creations to me at hamusesanewtune@gmail.com or post your creation in the comments section below. Anyhow, I will further publish it on this blog by your name.

3. We need more participants. So, please write something even if it is just two lines. I’d love to read anything you come up with. Inform other bloggers about the prompt. They might be interested in participating as well.

4. It is not necessary for you to use the title of the prompt (which is based on the name of the painting) in your creations.

Happy writing!

Right2Write Prompt 8: The Boy in the Red Vest

It is time for the next Right2Write Prompt. After extending the last prompt further for another week, we have two amazing poets who participated in that prompt, namely Helen Valentina and Andrew Geary. Do not forget to read their creations.

For this week’s prompt, I present to you a painting by a French artist, Paul Cezanne. It is named The Boy in the Red Vest.

It was painted between 1888-90. And it was stolen from a museum in Zurich in 2008, but it was finally recovered in Serbia in 2012. I hope this painting inspires you to create something of your own.

General Guidelines:-

1. Write a short-story, a poem or anything, inspired from this art piece. You may or may not use the name of the painting in your creation. It totally depends on you.

2. You can include the image in your blog post but please do remember to rightly credit to the artist.

3. Inform others of this prompt. It might help in increasing the number of participants.

4. Once you have submitted your link, try and visit the creations by other participants.

5. Oh! I forgot to add the linking widget. Please submit your links in the widget.

That is all. Have a good time writing!

Painting: A 100 Word Story

“Attention!”

Bright sunlight pierced his eyes as he stepped into the fine painting and heard a loud baritone, “Attention!”

He looked around to find out the place of origin of the deep voice. But there was nobody around nearby, except for a guard standing alert with a rifle facing upwards, held in his palms; his face impassive, devoid of any emotions and his dark eyes sparkling.

There were people at a distance but he was sure nobody could see him and the still life beside him.

“What are you looking at?” spoke someone from behind.

He returned back to the reality.

copyright –Managua Gunn

*Written in response of the Friday Fictioneers Writing Prompt.

A scarlet painting on the sky…

A scarlet painting on the sky

dotted with the white wisps of cloud

like the blood that taints the shroud

of the corpse with a smile so wry

 

one could hear the sound of the cry

emanating somewhere from the crowd

dotted with the white wisps of cloud

a scarlet painting on the sky

 

the corpse’s skin would wither by

but what about the promise he vowed

the seed, in the womb of his love, he sowed

towards the sky, gaze upon, her eye

a scarlet painting on the sky.