She was calm,
and in the distance,
all seemed fine.
Evening tide
was quite beautiful,
just mellow.
But not true,
there was no-one there,
all had died.
She sailed on,
like Mary Celeste
and others.
And soon she
disappeared again,
and that was it.
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Image credit: Rafael Garcin @Unsplash
This image shows a sail ship on the sea. In the background we see that the sky is yellow and orange, indicating that the sun is setting.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #334 photo prompt.
The two boys braked, then wheeled around and stopped.
They peered at the sign.
‘This looks interesting.’
‘Do you think there is a castle down there?’ as he read what it said.
‘Could be.’
‘Well, it doesn’t say that we are not allowed to go along that drive, does it?’
So they started to bike while looking around the long winding road. It was pretty overgrown, and there seemed no-one around.
But then, what a vista!
The two of them stopped… dead.
‘What is it?’
‘Certainly not an old castle.’
They dropped their bikes, then walked around the imposing round building.
Just then, a large door opened from the inside, and a man appeared, and smiled. ‘Do come in, you’ll like this, I’m sure.’ He pointed up.
The two of them looked up. For a moment they said nothing, but then they both said: ‘Wow, a wonderful observatory – how cool!’
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150 words
Photo Prompt © Sandra Crook
That tatty lace was once so pretty. It covered those tall windows, and the light would shine brightly in the early evening.
The sun still smiles, but there’s no-one to see it here in this house.
Then the house was a home.
The walls and the doors were painted in rich and bold colours.
The garden was glorious with many exotic flowers, bushes and vegetables. And beyond, those magnificent trees would often seem to sing.
But that was a long time ago.
Would you see a ghost sometimes?
Would you hear a strange knock in the night?
Maybe? Maybe not.
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
What’s a year anyway?
It flies… doesn’t it?
Yep, indeed.
What month is it now?
It’s March already
and of course,
a March, would march,
wouldn’t it?
Hither and thither,
I’m thinking…
What?
Well, March is a month
which has a crossroads in a way.
Oh yes, the equinox!
It could be spring or autumn.
Interesting isn’t it.
But either way,
summer or winter will fly;
and then it will be…
yep… another year!
~~~
Image credit: Leo_Visions @Unsplash
This image shows a whitish piece of paper and on it, there are stamped 4 words in red ink- “Next year was better”
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #333 photo prompt.
Honeysuckle leaves – Crispina Kemp
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dear mother nature, enjoy this place
see this lovely honeysuckle
it is a wildlife hotel
there’s bees and ladybirds
the scent is gorgeous
it’s nectar-rich
how happy
it is
ahh
she
smiles
with little
animals like
dormice and squirrels
it’s a wonderful world
and now a celebration
sun is above the equator
since twice a year it’s the equinox
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spring and autumn equinox and thank you Willow for Mother’s Day.
Photo Prompt © Dale Rogerson
Confusing? More than confusing… what does this mean?
How should I know?
Me neither…
…and you?
Hmm.
Hmm.
Very, very odd.
Yep, we’re stumped.
We’re looking around.
There are neighbours and colleagues.
Such a confusing sign.
Where did that appear, by the way?
Shall we take some pictures with our phones?
Ooh yes, let’s do that.
Tee-hee, some selfies too.
Let’s all get together, and all get closer.
Soon everyone was busy with their phones.
Now all are going to their favourite social media places.
Such an event!
They’re all going viral!!
But meanwhile, that odd sign had been removed.
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
Genre: Genre: Questionable
Word Count: 100
But where am I?
And how did I get here?
I looked around a bit, then stared at that sign.
It said in capital letters, from top to bottom.
So it seems to be in the right place.
And meaning me?
But where is this place?
It’s dry.
It’s warm.
Yes, there’s some bushes.
Yes, there’s a mountain quite close.
But?
BUT?
Just whoa down.
And sit down.
At least it’s a handy sign to relax there.
Just closing my eyes.
Ah…
Bliss.
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Image credit: NIR HIMI @Unsplash
This image shows a sign with arrows pointing in different directions. The message on the arrows say:- “You are exactly where you need to be.” In the background, one can see mountains and a few bushes.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #332 photo prompt.
The two boys had been wandering around that farm.
‘It’s very muddy, but we’ve got our wellies on.’
‘I wonder whether there’s anyone around?
Suddenly a big tractor started to rev up.
The two boys glanced over there, then waved. It seemed that whoever was driving hadn’t seen them.
‘Come on, we’ll run past that tractor.’
‘Oh yes, and look at that trailer.’
The two of them started to run across the sticky mud, while the tractor stopped.
An arm appeared from the cabin, and waved down to the two boys.
‘Want a lift?’ as a voice shouted to them.
The two of them grinned.
‘Hop in then,’ as the voice pointed to the trailer.
The two of them jumped into the trailer, as the driver started to drive that tractor.
And how lucky they were. They were given some free spuds as they were dropped off by the village.
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150 words
Photo Prompt © Lisa Fox
It was the opening exhibition, and she was a teensy-weensy nervous. She was wearing her good clothes (for once), and she had her best beret on her bonce (naturally). She held her champers while holding her pinkie out to look posh, as she helped herself with some dainty morsels.
It was terribly busy as everyone slowly milled around the various interesting (and uninteresting) paintings. It was always nice to see other artists, and many knew each other.
Then there was a loud couple of claps.
An art critic appeared.
There was a silence for a moment.
And the winner is…
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100 (Not counting the lengthy title)
Bad ending? Maybe,
but hold on, it’s a new day,
something will occur.
We could play Scrabble?
What do you think? Got the board
right here… excellent!
Who’s going to start?
Okay, it can be you then;
so now we’re busy.
Happy face, good!
~~~
Image credit: Puscas Adrian @Unsplash
This image shows 4 colourful keys, not usually part of a keyboard. The black one has “bad” printed on it, the white one says “end,” the grey one says “ing,” and the orange one has a sad face.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #331 photo prompt.
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