#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community ~ #Poetry

September 17: Flash Fiction Challenge

September 17, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story of mice. It can feature any variety of the little critters in any situation. Are the the character or the inciting incident? Use any genre, including BOTS (based on a true story).

Milo, a little grey mouse
With the heart of a giant
He could stare down the largest cat
And get away unscathed
he would be sent out
For the most timid of his clan
His days were long and slow
He wanted more.
Dressed in his best suit
Knapsack on his back
He was off to the cries of “Don’t go
Who will hunt for us, we’ll starve!”

“I will teach Jacko before I go
I must seek my fortune.
If Mickey can make it big
In Hollywood, Then so can I
I will take Hollywood by storm someday…”

©anitadawes 2020

#Keepitalive ~ #Whatdoyousee #WDYS ~ #Poetry

Keep it alive

What do you see # 44- 24 August 2020

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This prompt reminds me of the tall tales
I used to tell my children when they were young
Like, I never mind the rain, as I don’t get wet,
because I can walk between the raindrops.
Now I imagine walking under the bridge of water
Just as they turned the power off
The downpour of downpours
Would hit me on the head
Like divine retribution
For the tall tales I told…

© anitadawes 2020

#Five Things…

Quite a lot of people are going on about #Five Things these days.

Five things I had for lunch, or

Five things I did last summer, even

Five things I didn’t do yesterday.

Not seen Five Things I shouldn’t have done yet but suspect it won’t be long.

Today I saw “Five Things I Hate about Summer” and as that seems to be my mindset this morning, I started to doodle.

  1. Dry heat
  2. Sticky heat
  3. Damp heat
  4. Dripping heat
  5. Heat exhaustion!

Seriously though, I am delighted that the heat wave here in the UK has decided to trot off at last, and here are the #Five Things I Really Hate About Summer.

  1. the overpowering heat robs you of energy
  2. the grass turns into Weetabix, all dead and crunchy
  3. the leaves on the trees wilt and start to turn yellow
  4. the rose petals fall after just one day
  5. the hot nights make sleep impossible

I’m sure you could think up better points than this, just tag it when you post!

August #BlogBattle ~ Tea

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#BlogBattle: Tea

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August 2020 Blog Battle

Our word this month is:

Tea

Image by congerdesign from Pixabay

Most people rave about coffee…

“I wouldn’t drink that stuff if I were you…”

I looked up at him, my cup of tea on its way to my lips, wondering why he bothered with his objections. “What stuff are you referring to?”

“Tea… filthy stuff, it’s got more caffeine in it than coffee. Can’t be good for you…”

I wanted to ignore him, refuse to become involved in yet another tedious argument, but found myself speaking. “I read somewhere that tea is good for your heart and your blood pressure. Which is more than can be said about the muck you drink!”

He snorted like a pig. “That’s a load of rubbish! Has to be, it’s just a load of old leaves…”

“Very special leaves that come from the Camelia shrub. Did you know it was once so expensive it was kept in locked boxes?”

“Best place for it, if you ask me…” He reached for the tv remote. I had him on the run.

“They have been drinking tea for 2000 years in China, and then there’s the Japanese tea ceremonies…”

“Still no reason for you to be guzzling it, though…”

As I stared at him, he looked at me, with what I thought was a flicker of defiance in his eyes. Oh no you don’t, I thought.  “If you want any supper tonight, you’ll be a dear and go and put the kettle on… and don’t forget to put the milk in first. Just the way I like it…” 

©Jaye Marie 2020

#FridayFlowers…

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Not exactly #Friday Flower images, but they are flowers, so thought they did qualify! I have never seen flowers quite like these though, so tiny and yet so complex… But will they develop into olives?

#Keepitalive #Whatdoyousee #Poetry

What do you see # 29 – 11 May 2020

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Image credit: Pixabay- Alexas Photos

( For visually challenged reader, the image shows for tiny snow men like figures in different poses. All looking very cute!)

 

No Snow

I do not know where these

four snow gnomes came from

They appeared overnight in my garden

Snow has been forecast,

yet not one flake has fallen

Did they drop fully formed from a cloud?

A cosmic April joke.

Cheeky, merry looking,

I half expect them to dance around my garden

Venturing out to touch them,

to confirm what my eyes see.

I could swear the first one laughed

As if my touch tickled

As I touched each in turn, I had a feeling

They were made of something alive

More than frozen water

Where could they have come from?

Will they melt, leaving a puddle on my lawn?

Somehow, I think not

There is magic in the air…

©anitadawes 2020

#Keepitalive #Whatdoyousee #Fiction

What do you see # 27 – 27 April 2020

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Image credit- Pixabay- Willgard

( For visually challenged reader, the picture shows a tree with human face, eyes open wide and an open mouth, either in smile or scream)

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Due to the shortage of hugs around here these days, it suddenly dawned on me that I didn’t even have a tree that I could hug.

There is an old crabapple tree at the bottom of the garden, but it has long been dead, although it is covered by a thick growth of ivy it doesn’t really encourage any hugging, as it has to be swarming with insect life.

Several gardens near me have large trees but I can hardly invite myself into their gardens, not with a lockdown in operation.

That was when I found myself looking at the rather large gum tree in the next-door garden and knew that the new people hadn’t moved in yet!

Desperate for a hug, I sneaked through the gap in the overgrown hedge and approached the tree. It sounds strange but I swear it was waiting for me!

My arms didn’t reach all the way around the dappled bark of the trunk and it felt strangely warm to the touch. I laid my face on the smooth surface of the tree and gave it the best hug.

I was smiling as I made my way back to my own garden, and I knew the smile had come from the tree…

©JayeMarie 2020