Twittering Tales #91 – Chains – 3 July 2018

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.

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Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Someone said the link is broken.

I think it is missing, entirely.

Really it’s just an illusion; there is no continuity, no strength, no security!

If I can see it, why can so many others not?

I pray we can forge new links, pick up the broken and missing, and join together in harmony.

(280 characters)

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Yay, Yay it’s Saturday…

The pet that poops breakfast has to be one of the best advertising slogans ever!

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22D26ADA-0AAC-47BC-9FC0-B1AC19464DB1Roosters and chicken running amok are still pretty prevalent on Kauai.  This is one of several that walk around our resort everyday, especially by the outdoor bar and grill, waiting for people to finish their meal.  And crowing.  Loudly.  At any time of the day.

From what I know, Hurricane Iniki decimated the island back in 1992 and that’s when the chickens and roosters’ coops and hen houses were destroyed; chickens having been originally brought over for food and roosters for cock fighting.  Now they are more feral than domesticated and if you’re not prepared for them running loose, it’s quite a sight and sound!  But I also understand they keep the island’s bug population way down.  I kind of enjoy them now and even have a rooster Christmas tree ornament from Kauai!

And here’s a little meme from Facebook that fits right in…

chickens poop breakfast

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Song Lyric Sunday – Falling

SLSHelen’s theme for this week is “Falling”. Until I started looking in my music collection I didn’t realise how difficult this was going to be, so I gave up!

BUT, via a blog comment, I happened upon Vienna Teng, a beautiful singer I didn’t even know existed. You can read all about her on wikipedia and she has numerous entries on YouTube and elsewhere that are really worth a listen.

This track is called Gravity, and, if that isn’t about falling, I don’t know what is!

But there’s a bonus – Seasonal snow, and cute Mummies and babies, and a love story. What more could you ask!

Gravity

Hey love,
Is that the name you’re meant to have…
for me to call.
Look love,
they’ve given up believing,
they’ve turned aside our stories of the gentle fall
But don’t you believe them.
Don’t you drink their poison too.
These are the scars that words have carved
on me.
Hey love,
that’s the name we’ve long held back
from the core of truth
So don’t turn away now…
I am turning in revolution.
These are the scars that silence carved
on me.
This is the same place.
No, not the same place
This is the same place, love.
No, not the same place we’ve been before.
Hey love,
I am a constant satellite
of your blazing sun.
My love,
I obey your law of gravity.
This is the fate you’ve carved on me…
Your law of gravity…
This is the fate you’ve carved on me…
On me.
Songwriters: Vienna Teng
Gravity lyrics © BMG Rights Management US, LLC

Quid Pro Quo

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I gave her quid
she gave pro quo
my new pet squid
she loves me so
she gives me hugs
with all her arms
with gentle tugs
she shows her charms
she loves me so
I’ve said before
she lets me know
she loves me more
she sucks my neck
she sucks my sides
but what the heck
she goes and hides
behind the chair
behind the shed
but she’s still there
I see her head
she likes to think
she’s one of us
she writes with ink
and takes the bus
there’s jealousy
from my dear wife
she fails to see
and gives me strife
she thinks I pay
too much attention
she doesn’t say
she fails to mention
she thinks I’ve gone
right off the grid
suggests a swan
instead of squid
but that would hurt
she’d get upset
if I did flirt
with another pet
I have to go
my squid awaits
she lets me know
that we’re just mates
but I know truth
I really know
my squid called Ruth
she loves me so!

Authentically Kenyan? — Safari Camp Life

This lady deserves a special place in the world of WordPress.

Do go and look at her blog. Laughter guaranteed, or your money back!

Sometimes some guests are so desperate for their trip to Kenya to be authentically African they lose all sense of perspective. Pointing at the bow and arrow hanging on the canvas wall; “Is that African?” At the hand-stitched, oversized leather-and-bead ceremonial necklace; “…and that?” Closely examining the stretched hide shield and rusted spears; “…what about this?” […]

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Who’s the animal here?

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Does a Fly ever contemplate the meaning of life?

Does an Ox ever say that he’s proud of his wife?

Does an Elephant ponder which fork, or which knife?

Does mankind really care for their plight?

 

Do the Chickens complain when the Cock starts to crow?

Do the Pigs grunt with glee when they play in the snow?

Does the Budgie feel sick as she swings to and fro?

Does mankind really care for their plight?

 

Do the Lions feel safe when they first spot a man?

Do the Antelope know that they’re part of the plan?

Does the hunting continue with never a ban?

Does mankind really care for their plight?

 

Does an Ostrich consider a lie-in today?

Do the Kids ever think, “We won’t bother to play”?

Do Giraffes get a pain in the neck every day?

Does mankind really care for their plight?

 

Do the Horses, and Cows, and the Goats, and the Sheep

feel that all life is meaningless, all life is cheap?

Do they think of us kindly as they drift off to sleep?

I very much doubt that they might!