The good, the bad, and the ugly #2

This week’s #writephoto is below. Check out the rules and all of the fabulous entries by clicking on the link

The Fisherman – Image by KL Caley

The good

Perfect fishing day

Caught them by the bucketload

Returned them unharmed

The bad

Constant casting, perfect calm

Fish are fasting, free from harm

What’s for dinner now no fish?

I’ll get thinner, oh I wish!

And the ugly

He’d fished here for years, first as a boy with his Dad, then as a youth while others were chasing girls, now as a man, alone. 

It was a perfect pastime. 

He loved to cast and dream, to snooze and remember, to breathe the fresh air, occasionally to catch a fish.  He loved the solitude, the perfect reflections that rippled every time he cast, or drew in his line. He even loved it when it rained and the fish rose to the surface, seeming to delight in the shower.        

He thought of it more as feeding the fish, rather than a battle of wills to lure them on to his hook. 

Over the years he’d fed them worms, grubs, and all sorts of ground bait, but the best days fishing was surely the day he’d fed them his wife!

The good, the bad, and the ugly

This week’s #writephoto is below. Check out the rules and all of the fabulous entries by clicking on the link.

The good

Family day out

Dressed for the English Summer

Splashing in puddles

The bad

Paddle at the seaside

walking with a squelch

eating too much ice cream

pardon when I belch

tummy feeling funny

find a loo real quick

dearie me I’m feeling ill

oops, I’m being sick!

And the ugly

Are you sure Dad?

Yes, pet. I promise everything will be OK.  We just need to stamp our feet 20 times more and you will never ever see that nasty man again.  I promise!

So we did.  We stamped, and counted, never to see that nasty man again.

Below the sand, six feet down, with little air remaining, the nasty man could sense the pounding and, in abject terror, understand its meaning.

Rapid rhyme #20

This great entry

For King and Country!

Remember.

For freedom!

Remember.

For the security of our country!

Remember.

For the betterment of Mankind!

Worthwhile causes all.

But always remember.

What it cost.

to Rochelle’s weekly prompt, by Ali, has, in turn, prompted a rhyme by me.

Ali surprised himself by coming up with his entry at Christmas, and I surprised myself by what it generated as a pondering.

Life is full of surprises, and of hate, injustice, and sorrow, but it is also, thankfully, equally full of goodness, joy, and love.

May the latter always prevail

Those who gain

don’t feel the pain

don’t count the cost

as those who’ve lost

and families

when left to grieve

do not receive

the spoils of war

and yet there’s more

who feed the hate

and don’t relate

to those who died

and those who cried

because they lied

a sorry tale

a human fail

that’s oft repeated

by those who cheated

yet there is hope

a little scope

to find salvation

for our nation

I pray that hence

we see the sense

and save our world

with

love

 

Twittering Tales #160 – 29 October 2019

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 kalhh at Pixabay.com

I warned them!

They had been practising the same song all evening.

I told the conductor that if I heard that song one more time they would regret it.

He just laughed.

He raised his baton, the choir took a breath and the first notes filled the air.

They’d all be singing a new song now!

(280 characters)

Twittering Tales #148 – August 6, 2019

 

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 David Reed at Pixabay.com

The contrail had been there for 3 days.

Mike had to take a sample to see why it failed to dissipate.

As they approached, he could see that it was made up of tiny ant like creatures.

He felt a bite on his wrist, and screamed in horror as they started to devour him, and the aircraft!

(280 characters)

Twittering Tales #146 – 23 July 2019

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!

Cenote Cave in the Yukatan by mattiaverga at Pixabay.com

She collected, and bred, carnivorous plants all her life, and was considered an expert.
She thought she had every type until offered a gigantic pitcher plant she had never seen before.
She was delighted with the new acquisition, and decided to name it after the donor, Herman Trapp!

(280 characters)

 

Twittering Tales #145 – 16 July 2019

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 Zoë Pappas at Pexels.com

He was delighted when a donor hand had been found, after his own had been crushed. Perfect!
He was delighted when there were no complications. Perfect!
He was delighted that the hand matched in colour and size. Perfect!

It was perfect in every way, but one!

It was trying to kill him!

(280 characters)

Twittering Tales #140 – 11 June 2019

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 nahidhatamiz at Pixabay.com

The Head of Catering promised it would be the best pie ever!

Forget four and twenty blackbirds. This was going to have a hundred Jackdaws.

The great pie day arrived. The public and press eagerly awaited the grand reveal.

The Jackdaws were there, but where was the Head of Catering?

(278 characters)

Song Lyric Sunday 09/06/2019 – Desire /Lust /Romance /Passion

Thank you to Jim Adams, who tirelessly hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of favourite, and some not so familiar, songs.

The theme for this week, Desire /Lust /Romance /Passion, is bound to attract lots of new followers who are looking for a saucy post or two. I’m afraid they will be disappointed if they end up here.

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.

The song I’m sharing this week is about passion. The passion of the members of REM to bring more attention to the starving children of the world in their song Talk About the Passion.

Actually, they didn’t do a very good job, and the lyrics do not really put the point clearly! It’s not until they linked it with the official song video that it becomes clear what they are saying. Also, their use of a poor French/English mix of lyrics does not help their cause.

Combien de temps? How much time? For how long? has been asked for ever.

I fear the question will remain unanswered!

Talk About the Passion

R.E.M.

Empty prayer, empty mouths combien reaction
Empty prayer, empty mouths talk about the passion
Not everyone can carry the weight of the world
Not everyone can carry the weight of the world

Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion

Empty prayer, empty mouths combien reaction
Empty prayer, empty mouths talk about the passion
Combien, combien, combien de temps?

Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion

Not everyone can carry the weight of the world
Not everyone can carry the weight of the world
Combien, combien, combien de temps?

Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion
Talk about the passion

Songwriters: Bill Berry / Peter Buck / Michael Mills / Michael Stipe

Seventy Five Years In The Passing: A D-Day Tribute — Gloria Smud

This needs no introduction whatsoever, other than to say what a wonderful tribute it is.

Seventy Five Years In The Passing..A D-Day Tribute. Seventy five years in the passing, The 6th of June; brave troops amassing. Nobody knew how countless would pay, For saving our souls that proud D-Day. From hillsides, valleys, towns & moors, They set off, leaving British shores. A rendezvous of military purpose, They called it Piccadilly…

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