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The world is dying Humankind has abused it Now’s the time to heal Peter Matthews, a country boy at heart, lives with his wife in the suburbs of Nottingham, England. His greatest achievement is that he has aged fairly gracefully but has avoided growing up. Peter has written poetry from the age of sixteen and blogs regularly […]
Our world – our problem | Peter Matthews — Whispers and Echoes
Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday gives us the chance to share familiar, and sometimes not so familiar, songs.
This week the title or lyrics of the song must contain a colour. (For my American friends that is one of the many words where you took out the U for some reason!)
If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.
Last week I chose “Even in the Shadows” by Enya and I’ve decided to indulge myself further this week by offering “Caribbean Blue”, another Enya song.
The video for this is really rather clever. It is other worldly, dreamlike, with a generous smattering of childhood magic. The lyrics include a bit of Latin so I hope that you paid attention at school.
Eurus Afer Ventus – South African Wind
Boreus Zephyrus Africus – Northern West and Southwest
These are all ancient Greek wind gods, or Anemoi
Please sit back and enjoy this lovely song.
Eurus
Afer Ventus
So the world goes round and round
With all you ever knew
They say the sky high above
Is Caribbean blue?
If every man says all he can
If every man is true
Do I believe the sky above
Is Caribbean blue?
Boreas
Zephyrus
If all you told was turned to gold
If all you dreamed was new
Imagine sky high above
In Caribbean blue
Eurus
Afer Ventus
Boreas
Zephyrus
Africus
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Nicky Ryan / Roma Shane Ryan / Enya
Caribbean Blue lyrics © Emi Music Publishing Ltd
With a full time job, and all the fantastic poetry she writes, I don’t know where Kat finds the time to keep up with this wonderful challenge, but I’m glad that she does.
Here is this week’s picture prompt, to write a story in 280 characters or fewer. My contribution is below.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by Felipe Ribeiro at Pexels.comFirstly here is Kat’s own story.
The Lottery
The lottery was held a week before the meteor collision. One million souls would be selected, with the winners being notified privately.
Days passed and neighbor’s eyed each other suspiciously. But no one seemed to have made the cut. No one, but the leaders and their families.
I thought that I would add to this:
The Jackpot
They approached the Sun to use the slingshot effect to set course for Alpha 7, and a new life.
Alarms sounded!
They were being dragged into the fiery hell, and nothing they did had any effect.
Back on Earth, everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief as the meteor passed safely by.
(279 characters)
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by enriquelopezgarre at Pixabay.comI had difficulty this week in coming up with a tale that I was happy with. In the course of trying, I discovered that a coarse sand grain may have a diameter of 1/20th of an inch. A first-order approximation of the number of grains of sand in one cubic inch (assuming cubic arrangement, spherical grains, uniformly sized) would be 20 x 20 x 20, or 8,000.
I am still managing to learn new things, even at my vast age! Use this information wisely folks.
Instead of a tale I imagined all of the difficulties of keeping the family happy, and entertained, on a crowded beach.
Happy holiday
Lots of people twittering
most of them are littering
beach and ocean too
surely that’s not you
angry folk are bickering
bullies nasty snickering
what are we to do
what is that to you?
Mums and Dads with separate lives
wonder then that love survives
a rather dismal view
it’s really up to you
(280 characters)
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by jplenio at Pixabay.comCarbon capture was great. The city could create pollution without fear of the consequences. We kept on pumping the carbon emissions into the caves and fissures deep below our feet, and everything was fine.
Until, one day, the frackers breached the caves.
Not so great now is it!
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Click on Carbon capture and see if you think it is a good idea.
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by WikiImages at Pixabay.comThe Stag Night (Batchelor Party, Bucks Night)
Hey guys, this was a great idea.
How did you manage to arrange the simulation in so short a time?
I guess this has to be the best stag night ever!
With so much booze, and the suit, and lights, and everything, it really does feel as if I’m weightless.
Hey guys, where are you?
Guys?????
(280 characters)
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt, and my contribution. In fact, I have 2 tales to offer this week!
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by Anasegota at Pixabay.comPolly’s Revenge – following on from Polly’s Dream
Her mistress was insisting that Polly drank a kale and cabbage smoothie every day.
It tasted awful. She was not going to put up with it.
She’d had some senna pods stored in the cage corner, just in case.
She now mixed all of them in with the smoothie.
They’d soon change their minds!
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The Intern’s error
Each intern was warned – “Do not take petri dish B17 out of the fridge”
Simon didn’t listen!
So, when he was told to take out the samples ready to incubate them, B17 was amongst them.
She had been waiting for 39 years, and now, breathing at last, she prepared to take over the earth!
(280 characters)
It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.
I told you not to mess with that laser gun again, now look what you’ve done. You’ve made a hole in the sky!
How are you going to explain that to your Probation Officer?
Alien space ships are falling through. That big orange one just burned straight through a double decker bus!
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Oh, I do so enjoy this challenge from Helen, which, for this week, gives us the subject of EARTH.
Now, I’m sure you will all agree that our Earth is extremely precious, and we seem to be doing our collective best to destroy all that is good around us.
One singer who was very aware, and protective of, our Earth, was John Denver. A great many of his songs told of Earth issues that he loved, and he gathered many of these together, in 1990, in an album called “Earth Songs.”
I have not chosen any of these, however. I have, instead, chosen an extremely rare song. I believe it was only performed once, in Windstar Symposium in 1995 and never got published.
He had been playing around with the first two lines for over 5 years, and had only completed the song just before the performance. It’s so new that you can see that he has to search for the words at about the 4.50 point on the recording. (which, amusingly is “help me find the way.”)
I do hope that you enjoy it, and I do hope that we learn to heed the message before it’s too late!
Healing time on Earth (John Denver)
Let the mountains talk, let the river run
There is wisdom here, there is much to learn
There is much to know, much to understand
In this healing time all across the land
You have heard my songs, oh so many years
You have laughed with me, washed away my tears
You have shared my joy, you have felt my pain
In this healing time, walk with me again
Through these darker days on this narrow line
Help me find my way, help me see the signs
I am not afraid, I am not alone
You have taught me well, you have brought me home
Let the mountain speak, let the rivers run
As the world awakes to the rising sun
In each brand new day, in our own rebirth
In this healing time on our Mother Earth
Let the mountains talk, let the rivers run
There is wisdom here, there’s so much to learn
In each brand new day, in our own rebirth
In this healing time for our Mother Earth
In each brand new day, in our own rebirth
In this healing time, here on Mother Earth
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