Friday, March 15, 2019

Chopin Away

PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala

Did you know that before the Pied Piper, Hamelin town had a solution for their rodent menace?  
History would have changed had the council accepted the proposal by Pascal the Piano player.

Yes I mean Hamelin Town’s in Brunswick by the famous Hanover city.   Yes the one where the river Weser, deep and wide, washes its wall on the southern side.

Tone deaf Pascal’s house was the only one free of the vermin.  All he wanted was a permanent spot in the town square to play music.  The musical snobs in the council refused.  The rest you know is history.
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers.  Word count:100

I couldn't get a Handel on this week's prompt but I'll be Bach.



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Friday, March 08, 2019

Catastrophe

PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr

I was destined to rule this planet.  We had discovered it centuries ago scanning galaxies for a favourable habitat, as our sun, expanded into a red giant. 

Explorers had already made forays to the third planet that circled the yellow dwarf and observed it’s simple residents. 

On landing I transformed my craft into a local carrier.  I sat on it retaining my shape, to monitor their reaction to a superior being like myself.


I am pleased to report that they have fawned over me though my translator is unable to decipher noises emanating from this four legged creature approaching me.

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers.  Word count:100

I don't know if this is the purrfect alien cat story that I could come up with but I am letting it loose.

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Friday, March 01, 2019

Circles

PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays

In 1849 a young American is jailed for not paying his poll tax as a protest against slavery and the war with Mexico. 

In an essay titled "Civil Disobedience," Henry David Thoreau asked “Can there not be a government in which majorities do not virtually decide right and wrong, but conscience?”

Sixty years later Mohandas Gandhi adopted Thoreau’s thoughts in developing his concept of Satyagraha (non-cooperation).



And the circle of life carries on.

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers.  Word count:100

More facts than fiction in this post today. When I saw the name I did find information about the town of Thoreau. It did present some ideas especially considering that the Navajo Nation has a strong history and culture culture around the town, But in the end I went with Henry David Thoreau and how his essay written nearly 170 years ago influenced the two giants of the twentieth century.

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Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Fake Roses

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Fake roses make me think
Of our life together
Where I expected to inhale
The fragrance of a life entwined
Of warm companionship and bliss

What I got instead
Was a bunch of plastic flowers
Colours gaudy
A gilt edge border
That was meant to entice

But it never did
Lacking not just the aroma
But a soul
Laugh you may
At that thought

Of a spirited flower
So close your eyes
And in your mind
Transport away
To a verdant vale

Where flowers bloom
Inhale their delicate scent
Their short lived life
Leaves behind a fragrance
That lives forever.

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100 words.

Welcome to another week of Friday Fictioneer.   Missed last week due to extra work commitments and with this being a busier week, I thought I'd get one in before the week gets hectic.  It is a day of sad  memories for us, can't believe five years have passed since this  entry In Our Hearts Forever   

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Wednesday, February 06, 2019

Perfect Match

PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala

My uncle was a diehard bachelor who consistently ignored match making attempts.  Growing up I recall my mother and her sisters being convinced that this would be the year their brother would marry. 

Ultimately the sisters gave up and we learned about this one girl who he loved but did not approach.  Ultimately she got married and moved away.  

Then in his sixties my uncle discovered social media, connections were made with old contacts, including the newly widowed flame.  Within a month his Facebook status was changed to ‘In a relationship’.


Who knew such flames of passion burned deep inside?

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100 words.

If it's Wednesday then it must be the start of another episode of Friday Fictioneer.   This time it seems to be a flame game.  I too had an entry four years ago The Liberating Fire which was a bit darker then this light-hearted submission.  I hope you like it, all I can say is Burn appetit. 

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Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Dusk Dusk

PHOTO PROMPT © Renee Heath

He is transfixed by changing colours of sky as daylight seeps into dusk.  Hints of a lilac remain high above the fading light of the sunset.   Moments like this offer plenty for quiet contemplation and he remains lost in his thoughts.

This was supposed to be his time with the teens.  He knew their nickname for him was ‘stable parental’, something not encouraged by him but it still persisted.  

‘Having fun?’ he inquired as they waved their mobiles in the air.

‘Awesome dad, but the network is down.  What’s the point of a great sunset if you can’t Instagram it?’

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100 words.

Here we go on another round of  Friday Fictioneer.  I am a bit stumped by this week's photo but I didn't want a late submission.  I hope it is not 'tepeeid' prose ;-)

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Thursday, January 24, 2019

Starting Over

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

When we were young all we wanted was to grow old together.  Now that oldness has set in along with wrinkles, sagginess and weight gain, he thinks we need a fresh start. 

So I got the talk about how he wants to return to the beginning.  For which he must move out to discover himself.   The idiot left his email open yesterday.  I know exactly what he is discovering!

So here I am with his true love, a Chevrolet Bel Air, that I helped restore.

I am leaving it as we first found it.  He did mention a fresh start.

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 100 words.

A Friday submission to this week's of  Friday Fictioneer.  And as the car in the photo is a classic Chevrolet Bel Air from 1953 here is a sample of hits from that year.




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Saturday, January 19, 2019

Passing Through

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Growing up my father and uncle would hint about a mysterious power that I would acquire one day.  It became a standing joke between us.

Yesterday I found myself locked out with no one else at home.  Suddenly I felt this intense desire to be inside and found myself passing through the door.  I freaked out but as my leg came through, my body was whole again taking out a section of the door.  

Panicking I called my father but he sounded relieved. 

The first time is scary, he said.

Turns out all male members of our family can disapparate.

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 100 words.

A late entry to this week's of  Friday Fictioneer.  I was going all serious but then I scratched my entry out.  I did debate with myself (I am weird like that) about using a word that is not in dictionary usage but instead comes to us from  popular culture, oh alright from Harry Potter, but then again magic won in the end.

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Thursday, January 10, 2019

Shell Shocked

PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpal

The tiny seaside hamlet was all agog with rumours of a raid in their community.   Some said it was the environmental protection agency while the others felt that it was the IRS.  The tiny group at the cafe sipping soy lattes said it was time the Marine Molluscs Mafia got it’s just deserts. 

The local Conchologists were divided.  A segment felt that by selling fossils she contributed important information about prehistoric life to the scientific community, while others were against disturbing ecosystems.

Either way it is going to be a long time till she sells seashells by the sea shore.

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It's another week of  Friday Fictioneer.  I am going to do another take on a classic tongue twister this week.  I have done this before and here is my take from the last time The Shell.

Once again wishing everyone a very happy new year and to read the other shells, click here

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Wednesday, January 02, 2019

Conflict

Copyright Russell Gayer
They call it the line of actual control, the bland term disguising the partition of nations and people.  A largely uninhabited area it remains a harsh and unforgiving landscape.

Yet countries go to war over it and words like nationalism and patriotism are bandied about.  Uttered mostly by experts sitting in comfortable surroundings.


He came back in a body bag.  Not entirely whole, only the parts of him that were recovered after the land mine blew him to smithereens.  This was to have been his last tour to the border areas.  Another victim of a conflict that never ends.

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Word Count : 100.



It's 2019 folks and the start of a new season of  Friday Fictioneer.  I hope all of you have had a great start to the new year.

Starting the year on a slightly sombre note.  Unfortunately I did know someone who came back in a body bag over 21 years ago.   That conflict still drags on and the armchair warriors grow more strident each year.  Maybe this is the year when we usher peace in to the troubled regions of the world.

Once again wishing everyone a very happy new year and to read the first words for this year, click here

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Thursday, December 27, 2018

Goatfather

Copyright Randy Maize

They say the death of an opponent is not a time to gloat.  It is one that should be spent in introspection and reflection.  How we treat our rivals in defeat is a measure of our character.

It is easy to be gracious in victory but how we handle ourselves in the sting of defeat can really define us.

Tish! Tosh! And bah humbug while we are at it.

Can I say that a life time of hearing fairy tales about evil trolls I am glad this goat is finally cooked.

Farewell Billy Goat Gruff, this troll does not forget.

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Word Count : 100.


And before you know it the last Friday Fictioneer prompt for the year is here.   This should have been a serious and reflective piece and that is how I started it.  But then I did have fun with the writing prompts for this year so I flipped it around.  So wishing everyone a very happy new year and to read the other last words for this year, click here

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Wednesday, December 19, 2018

Discarded

Copyright – Adam Ickes

Those shoes had been waiting for a long time.  The location had not changed, on the shoe rack next to the staircase.  Each time he descended they were there, staring at him, a reminder of the last master of the house.

He had often asked her to throw them away but she refused each time, as if they provided legitimacy to her new relationship. 

Look I waited for him was the statement they made, held on to his memories, didn’t discard and throw his belongings..


He threw them out one night, next to the field where his secrets lay buried.

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Word Count : 100.


So the prompt is a reminder that I have been participating in the Friday Fictioneers for a long time now.  This was my entry five years back.  To read the other old and new  Fictioneers this week click here

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Friday, December 14, 2018

Shady Deals

Copyright –Douglas M. MacIlroy
I blame the internet.  Really I do.  Suddenly Google has turned us all into experts.  Jack of all trades and masters of none. 

But I am ranting now. I’ve noticed it’s happening a bit after crossing certain age and I’ve really begin to appreciate my own opinions.

It all started with that book and him saying we too need to spice up our life.

Spice! It’s not enough that I cook those dishes with aromatic spices for him and tubby thinks I should turn tricks at my age!


Next time he won’t be ordering kinky ball and chain set online. 

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Word Count : 100.


Here we are at another week of the Friday Fictioneers and heading into the new year's countdown.  I've gone the slightly cheeky route for this week.  To read the other Fictioneers this week click here

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