One of my friends from Facebook posted a challenge on her wall. Make a story out of this prompt: “The stone man and the fungi went to the beach.” Below is the picture she posted to give us inspiration. I took the first half of the sentence and did a story with it. 6 words instead of 3, but that’s okay! This one is for you Melissa. Read the rest of this entry
Ice, lock, wind
I am a dead man. Zack bobbed like a cork in the black waters of the Bering Strait. His bright orange survival suit covered most of his body but his head was getting hammered by one wave after another. He had long ago ceased to feel his fingers and toes. In the end, the ocean promises only cold and darkness.
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Trying to reach
So far away,
yet so near to me. Read the rest of this entry
To See the Sea Again
I’ll see the big old trees again
and walk along the sand.
I’ll smell the fresh sea breeze
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(Dazzling, Clandestine and Pug)
Darlene looked down over her shoulder. Mr. Knickerbockers was coming up the long wooden ramp at a run, eager to reach the top. She climbed up on the railing on the side, waiting for him to reach the spot where she could swing her leg across his back and jump on. She would then hold on as he jumped off the platform into the tank, 40 feet below.
She adjusted the strap on her bathing cap and saw that Mr. Knickerbockers had reached the top. He approached her at a run – she would have to swing her leg up quickly and jump at the same time if she wanted to catch him before he rocketed past. She did miss now and again – only to land painfully against the wooden rails on the other side or in one heart stopping leap, almost all the way across the other side! Today she landed safely on his back and grabbed hold. Billy, the announcer, was already half way through his bit. Read the rest of this entry
(Ferric, Limburger, Punkydoodle)
“Borden Animal Hospital, this is Tina. Can I help you?”
“Can I talk to Dr. Borden?”
“He’s with a patient at the moment, is there something that I can help you with?”
“Well my Punky has gas again…don‘t you Punky doo, don‘t you?”
“Ah, Mrs. Archer?”
“Yes, yes that’s me.”
“I thought so, how are you?”
“Well I’m fine dear, but I was hoping I could talk to the doctor or maybe I should just bring Punky in.”
“Oh now Mrs. Archer, you know I’ll just bet I can get him to come and talk to you. Hold on now I’ll be right back.” Read the rest of this entry
Zinfandel, Couple, Owl
He sees her and time stops. Unconsciously he preens, puffing up his chest, as young men everywhere will do. She is lovely, bright and showy, done up with red and white. She’s hard to miss. He reacts immediately and is quick to go to her side. They meet for the first time in a meadow on Martha‘s Vineyard and their spring romance is a sweet one. Read the rest of this entry
Persnickety, Tribal, Melancholic
The characters in this story are fictional, as are the portrayals of any people, groups or chiefs. This is only a parody and no offense is intended or should be taken.
The elders sat around the fire, each of them squirming uncomfortably. The Chief had served dinner to the council earlier; it consisted mainly of meat and a starchy root sauce. It was winter and there weren’t a lot of plants around for them to eat; no fruits or berries for fiber. While it did smell wonderful (hence the large turnout for tonight’s meeting) it did tend to leave a fellow a little… bound up so to speak. Read the rest of this entry
Chablis, Owl, Cathedral
It’s been so long since a human came near to this place that the animals here have never seen one. A rabbit nibbles on clover nestled in the grass, hopping closer to the cathedral. A pair of lemmings scamper over the granite seeking grass and sedges that have grown up inside the sanctuary. Winter is coming and they will soon be mating. The rabbit lifts his ears and eyes, keeping watch for predators on this chilly September afternoon. Read the rest of this entry
Elephant, Book, Chocolate
Oh thou elegant elephant
with appendage long and nimble.
Thy stupendous auditory organs
pale in comparison only to thine buttocks. Read the rest of this entry