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Dinosaur Hunting – Ode to Silly old Sod!
I loved your piece so much, that this little ditty popped instantly into my head. Hope you enjoy and don’t think it is an invasion on your piece. I was completely captivated by it 🙂
It was a day full of cheer
Everyone grinning ear to ear
Watching searching for
That elusive dinosaur
Hiding lurking sneaking about
Where was he hiding, move out!
We’ll capture him at the corner
He can be such a charmer
Look left, look right
I have him in my sight
Get him grandpa your bigger than me
I can’t capture more than a knee
Grandpa jumped into the fray
It was indeed a glorious day!
Imaginary
Imaginary
whimsical fanciful dreamlike illusive
In that regard, here ae some delightful Ventriloquists that depict Imaginary in a delightful fun way. Enjoy
Reprieve
Reprieve
In this moment of reprieve
Time to catch up and to breath
Laughter humour jokes and fun
Blessed merriment in the sun
A breath of fresh air gives fleeting relief
From painful sorrow loss and grief
Strength to fortify and shore up
Sagging doubts, lift our heads up
Tomorrow is another day
In which to linger and to play
Exposed
Exposed
What better way to address “exposed” than with pictures. The amount of exposure on film can dramatically change the effect. These are all borrowed from the net. One day I hope to have mine available to use. I LOVE this type of photography. I played around with it for ever. The amount of exposure creates a dramatic and wonderful effect, changing a scene instantly. Hope you enjoy these as much as I do. In my case it’s because it’s associated with memories of photos taken with my family when they were small. None the less noteable for sure.
Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers
Photo prompt provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode.
1. A prompt photo will be provided each Tuesday to be used as a base to your story. Please include photo prompt with your story.
2. Linking for this challenge begins on Tuesday and runs to the following Monday evening.
3. Please credit photo to photographer.
4. The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words). Please try to stay within this limit.
The photo instantly captivated her. Julia stood staring, mesmerized. Mute silence held her spellbound as she gazed at the unlikely yet undeniable picture that captured her in another time and place. It didn’t just speak to her, it was her!
Feelings of wonder filled her mind as she closed her eyes silently breathing in the warmth of the room, the texture of the carpet underfoot. She recognized the beautiful music her husband was playing, could hear it in her mind, could feel the delightful light weight fabric of her gown soft against her skin.
How was this possible? Julia could describe the woman’s longing, delight, and yearning for more. She was unsettled in thought, confused yet curious. Before her at the door stood a man she’d instantly fallen in love with. Her affection sincere though he seemed of another time and place.
Turning, Julia looked at her husband and smiled.
Sated
Sated
They sailed the ocean together
Whether fair or foul weather
Radiant sunrises, bold sunsets
Getting up early, setting the nets
Sated with a plethora of variety
Life filled with spontaneity
A life-long dream theirs to share
Life was serene, beyond compare
Daring
I was playing with the older of my grandchildren, now 15 and 14 when they were small, perhaps 3 and 2. They had some friends visiting, and as usual, when around wee ones, I do silly things, things that entertain two and three year olds. It was amusing that one of their friends turned and looking me quite seriously in the eye said, “you’re crazy” while the other little visitor said, “your silly”. Two of the greatest compliments I could have received. My response, “come on over, it’s a great deal of fun over here”.
It struck me, quite forcefully, that even at this tender age, they were regimented into believing there was only one way for adults to act. Adults were serious, and acted “appropriately”. That wouldn’t fit in my world, still doesn’t. Probably never will.
I’m not talking about “talking down” to little people. I’m referring to silly lighthearted, ooey goooey goodness, fun! Mucking about with all the goo they love so much, play dough, that new goo you can make at home, slime, making silly faces, telling sillier stories, joking, playing hide and seek with a paper napkin because it’s there, dancing with a mop, making funny hats to wear, like that.
I realized at that moment, that even with little ones, you have to be daring. Dare to be different, dare to let your guard down, dare to have fun, just play, be seen as different.
In a society that expect propriety in all things, and that has become too serious, and so easily offended by every damn thing, I realize we’ve lost perspective on what is real, pure, honest and focus too much on the ridiculous and immaterial.
It’s not our job to police everyone and everything said, it’s our responsibility to be daring, bold, full of excitement and effervescence and have some fun. Dare to be different! Dare to play outside the box. Dare to have fun! At least once in awhile. 🙂
The Black Cat Blue Sea Award
The Black Cat Blue Sea Award
Thank you very much Second Time Blogger for nominating me for this lovely award. I, as were you, very surprised delighted and stunned at being nominated for the first award and am equally touched to receive this one as well. We also have black cats in common it would seem for my cat, Porsche, is black and poofy and incredibly intelligent. I love him dearly! So I’m with you, the name of this award rocks! And as mentioned, it is supposed to be fun!
My questions for the nominees :
- What do you wish to achieve out of your blog?
- Do you have a dream which you havent got around to fulfilling yet? If yes, then what is it?
- If you had to pick between reading a book/watching a movie while sipping on a good cup of coffee/any beverage and talking a walk on a beach, which would you choose and why?
1. In all honesty, I was terrified the first time, it was a “jump” and swim situation as I’d never heard about blogs or blogging and couldn’t fathom what I could possibly write about. Now that I’m well and truly in the water, I’m swimming full steam ahead. What I achieve through this blog, is meeting absolutely delightful people, a very warm community in fact, many of whom I hold very dear to my heart. Through blogging, I get to experience what other individuals in the world think feel hope for and how they write and perceive life. An exchange of thoughts and ideas on a global basis and therefore illuminating.
2. I’ve fulfilled so many of my dreams, and yes I’ll probably have more. They seem to pop up unexpectedly and there it is, another aspect or goal or dream I want to fulfill. At the moment, having published my first novel, I am working on 3 others and the current dream is to finish these and publish them as well.
3.How about reading a book, on the beach with coffee while enjoying the “view” and chillaxing. Seriously, a book trumps all else for entertainment; I can easily lose myself in a good book and I adore the beach. There is a freedom in both the book and the beach as well as exhilaration.
I sincerely thank you for nominating me as I read your prose constantly as the others I am about to nominate.
Robyn
AprilEsutton
roseelaineblog
Roberta Pimentel
S.E.A.
Sascha Darlington
lizalizaskysaregrey
My questions to you are:
- Do you consider humour as an important element in your life?
- What is the furthest destination you have been able to travel to?
- Did the expectations live up to the dream?
Blogging
Name: Covert Novelist
Email: covertnovelist@gmail.com
Website: https://covertnovelist.wordpress.com
What inspires me as a blogger: I wasn’t inspired at first. I was terrified. Seriously. Gulping, then swallowing big, I with great trepidation wrote my first ever blog. What inspired me to continue, was how delicious I felt when it was finished, then encouraged as I realized others were viewing my blog, which I thought was unimportant at first. Now I am transfixed, and want to write constantly. Who knew?
Covert Novelist 