‘I tell you, He will not be impressed! It’s all your fault, you let it out’.
‘It was an accident! I was reaching for my coffee and knocked it over. It’s YOUR fault as you’d left a gap!’
‘That’s right! Blame me for your careless clumsiness. The matter in hand is how are we going to get it back?’
‘Actually, I have a plan, but need your help.’
‘OK, what do I do?’
Continue reading at pensitivity101
The night was calm, the air was sweet,
The rain had stopped, the moon was high,
The small dog lay outside the door
To watch the stars play in the sky.
“Okay, small dog, it’s bedtime now,
You must come in, I’ll lock the door.”
Reluctantly she made a move
And came into the warm once more.
A puzzled frown upon her face…
A shake of head, a flap of ear…
She seemed perplexed and looked around,
She wasn’t happy, that was clear.
“What is it, girl? Not poorly ears?”
The ears in question dropped, she’d heard,
Crawled on the sofa, curled up tight,
For ‘ears’ is a four-letter word.
I cuddled her instead a while,
But now and then she’d shake and twitch.
So, getting quite concerned, I asked,
“What is it, girl, that makes you itch?”
She did not answer, just got up
And vigorously shook her head,
Then with a smiling sigh, she left
To curl up, happy, in her bed.
It was quite late, I took the hint,
And barefoot stood upon the rug,
I wondered what her problem was,
Looked down and thought, “Is that a bug?”
It wriggled… all twelve inches long…
I watched it writhe, contort and squirm…
While laid out on the patio
She’d obviously ‘caught’ a worm!
Now me and worms do not get on,
I do not mind them in the earth,
But writhing on my rug at night?
Of such a length and such a girth?
I grabbed my slippers, double-quick,
Then made the kitchen in a rush,
Returning to evict the thing,
By wielding dustpan and the brush.
The dog looked on, I heaved a sigh,
“O writer, please, would you confirm,”
The small dog said, with eyes alight,
“Did I just have my first ‘earworm’?”
He was sure it was a sign
The lambent light beaming from the heavens
Showed him that there was hope still
No need to be despondent or disheartened yet
Continue reading at Keep it Alive
Newborn, pale and pure
Spring’s open invitation
Petals unfurling
Reblogged from Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie:
Many children have an invisible friend, and sometimes they can be a necessary part of a child’s life for many reasons.
But when this ‘friend’ starts to cause more than childish mischief, it is time for his mother to investigate.
Maggie Swan loves her little boy Danny, but his new playmate was becoming something of a problem.
Her husband Jack was no help at all, dismissing her ideas as rubbish. But was he merely trying to hide a guilty secret? One that Danny’s new friend knew all about?
Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie
‘There it is! The portal! We are saved!’
‘It’s not a portal, it’s a gap in the clouds.’
‘We haven’t seen a gap in the clouds for three years. It must be a sign from above!’
‘From who exactly?’
‘Why, from our saviour of course. Don’t you believe?!’
‘After the plagues, the earthquakes, the drought, the hurricanes, the volcanoes erupting, the meteor strike, the three years of dust clouds blanketing the earth, the mass extinction of crops and animals, the flooding from the rising sea levels and then the virus… yes, I am struggling to believe there is someone looking out for our best interests.’
Continue reading at Iain Kelly
There’s nothing funny about Covid-19, the China-originated Coronavirus that has just been declared a global pandemic. But the explosive spread of the infection throws a lot of light on the state of human nature. A friend of mine said, recently, that, according to some 1960s comic books he had found in his loft, we should all be getting our personal flying cars by now; instead we are still persuading people to wash their hands after visiting the toilet…
Continue reading at The Silent Eye
Welcome to this week’s writephoto prompt.
You can find all last week’s entries in the weekly round-up, which was published earlier today.
Throughout the week, I will feature as many of the responses here on the Daily Echo as time and space allows, usually in the order in which they are submitted. Please be aware that I tend to schedule reblogs in advance and these spaces fill quickly so an early submission is more likely to be reblogged.
All posts will be featured in the weekly round-up on Thursday, 19th March at 10am GMT, linking back to the original posts of contributors.
Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, as long as it is fairly family-friendly.
Submit your link by noon (GMT) Wednesday 18th March.
Link back to this post with a pingback (Hugh has an excellent tutorial here) and/or leave a link in the comments below, to be included in the round-up.
Use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found.
There is no word limit and no style requirements, except that your post must take inspiration from the image and/or the prompt word in the title of the post.
Feel free to use #writephoto logo or include the prompt photo in your post if you wish, or you may replace it with one of your own to illustrate your work.
By participating in the #writephoto challenge, please be aware that your post may be featured as a reblog on this blog and I will link to your post for the round-up each week.
Regular contributors are also welcome to come over as my guest and introduce themselves (click here for details).
Please note: As I do not share my political opinions on this blog, please do not use the challenge as a platform from which to share yours. Party political or racially offensive posts will not be reblogged.
This week’s prompt ~ Lambent
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a ray of light piercing the heavy clouds above a silky body of water bordered by dark hills.
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Racing destiny
Tumultuous emotions
Seek to know the self
As the stream becomes the sea
Melding into unity
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The photo for this week’s prompt was taken on the Isle of Skye last summer. It shows Lealt Falls, where the river carries the colour of the land down to the sea.
Thank you to everyone who took part, visited or reblogged the posts or left comments for their authors.
A new prompt will be published later today. As always, I will reblog as many contributions as space and time allows as they come in… and all of them will be featured in the round-up next Thursday.
All the posts are listed below, so please click on the links below to read them and leave a comment for the author!
Pingbacks do not always come through… if you have written a post for this challenge and it does not appear in the round-up, please leave a link to your post in the comments and I will add it to the list.
An invitation to writephoto writers…
As there are usually too many contributions to reblog all of them every week, and so that we can get to know their writers, I would like to invite all writephoto writers to come and introduce themselves on the blog as my guest! Click here for details.
Come and join in!
Thank you to all Contributors!
Please click the links to read and comment on the author’s site.
Noelle Granger from Sayling Away was my guest with a story and news of her new book
Christine Bolton at Poetry for Healing
Anita from Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie
Sitharaam Jayakumar at Jai’s Jottings
Balroop Singh at Emotional Shadows
Jim Adams at A Unique Title for Me
Roberta Eaton at Roberta Writes
Suzanne at Mapping Uncertainty
Susan Zutautas at Susan’s Place
Christine Bialczak at Stine Writing
Deborah at A Wise Woman’s Journey
Brian F Kirkham at The Inkwell
Honoré Dupuis at Of Glass and Paper
Craig Towsley at A Bunch of Dumb Words in a Row
Alethea Kehas at The Light Behind the Story
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