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Sunday Photo Fiction – Who, me?
A traitor you say?

I answer, nay! Nay!

There was no plot

For the blood spot

Found on your landing quay.

A beautiful ship

Docked on the slip?
I’m the captain of such a vessel.
To take my sword 
And act untoward?
I’d never cause such a peril.

Surely you jest

And I behest
I do no such grifting
I merely disembarked
Made a rude remark
To my mates as they were drifting.

Their apparent plan

Was to leave their captain
Aside when they left to pirate.
So the blood you see
Had not to do with thee,
But the companions on my frigate.

The captain turned

His fate overturned
Even gave him back his parrot
Which proved a rue
For the parrot spoke true:
Aye, the capn’s speech has no merit!

He spoke to your guard

Then drew his sword
And told his crew to be steady
The guard displaced
Thought it was safe
To plunder and had canons ready.

His parrot revolted

The captain bolted
Thought his crew left him abandoned
But then he escaped
As the shore was draped
In a barrage from the ships cannons.

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The real truth of this tale

Similar to the white whale
Is spoken of by the parrot.
The captain lied
Eventually died
He should have chosen a ferret.

(I give up on spacing……apparently!)
https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/05/21/sunday-photo-fiction-may-21st-2017/

He was aware of his oscilant behavior while trying to focus on straightening his vertebra in the student chair. This was a tough class and trying to concentrate and catch every nuance of the instructor was difficult. His tendency to doze after an all-nighter was evident as his head kept trying to nod. Straightening himself in the desk, trying to reform his body into an assumed position of attention, he feared the next question would be asked of him. 
 

Uncanny as it may seem, he was thoroughly aware of this strand of Biometrics. He enjoyed studying the topic and even though the instructor barrel eyed his nodding pate, he was capable of answering any query put to him–as long as he could stay awake and not collapse from exhaustion.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/05/22/wordle-156/

Adrift,

Like a yellow rubber duckie

In a sea of suds.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/adrift/

Anyone…… Is there a reliable word count widget I could just use, have handy?  As it is I google my favorite one then copy and paste.  Any suggestions?  Bueller?

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SYW – May 22, 2017

Good day!  Or g’day?  Whatever, how are you all doing?  I’m having smile oriented leftovers from a great day yesterday.  That was until…..well I’ll rant about that later.  Right now it’s answering ceenphotography.com questions for Share Your World:  

1.  A place I would like to go that I’ve never been is, UK, Switzerland, Australia, New Zealand, Africa, – no cities, just countryside.  Actually, everywhere!  I find most cities are alike, so prefer the country where the “real” people live! The only USA state I haven’t been in is Alaska and I would love to visit there also.  South America, Northern Canada, too.  Just a few😂

2.  I have only had a few haircuts I didn’t do myself.  It was a painstaking process when my hair was really short, but the natural curliness forgave my mistakes.  Cutting my son’s straight blonde hair was a challenge.  And since we’re on the subject, how many fathers out there have used a shaver to cut their son’s hair resulting in a flash trip to the barber?  Or was my husband the only one?🙄😳🤠

3.  I do online jigsaw puzzles every night to relax before sleep.  The app is “Totally Free Jigsaw” by Boy Howdy.

4.  Cities I’ve lived in are few.  I’ve lived in a few small towns, large towns, in the “sticks”, and suburbs.  Houston is the largest city I lived in for many years.

I am grateful that my oldest grandson turned 23, and is safely working as a firefighter and EMT.  It takes guts to do that job. I am looking forward to some spring weather, finally, I hope, we can always hope, yup, looking forward to sunny days! 🌝🌸🌷🌞🌻🌼☀️

http://ceenphotography.com/2017/05/22/share-your-world-may-22-2017/

There’s no miracle

Save it’s a fact of nature

Beauty in rainbows

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #150 Miracle & Save

We had a great time with lots of laughing when all the family save one met at my home for my oldest grandson-23-birthday last night.  17 yr old g.s. helped me lift huge pots as we made dinner and my daughter made the birthday cake.  The guest of honor is a firefighter so she made the cake below.  It was quite a hit!  (And she is talented)😉💓

 

 

 

Have a wonderful week and hug a firefighter!💓

 

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“Okay, everyone follow me”, the oldest bird yelled. ” I know you realize I’ve lost my way a few times but this time we’re really going to the Carribbean.  I admit we ended up in Bolivia that one time, and then once in Montana , but this time it’s the Caribbean, no problem!”  He forged ahead, portraying confidence to his wingmen.

Ben and Jerry, bringing up the rear, had their doubts.  They were young, but they’d heard the rumors, the old guy was losing it.  They glanced at each other and chuckled.  They weren’t a bad couple of youngsters, but they were secretly worried.  All this training and hard work to end up in a colder place than they left?  “Montana” they both thought at the same time and shared a giggly snort.  This was their second trip so they weren’t experienced enough to know how to fly anywhere, much less hundreds of miles.

The old leader was tired, but he had his directions right this time.  He also had stationed  a few seasoned fliers on the sides of the formation to make sure there were no strays.  He decided this was his last trip.  He would stay in the Caribbean and retire.

https://allaboutwritingandmore.wordpress.com/2017/05/21/daily-picture-prompt-146/

It felt like a mauve day, but as the clouds rolled in promising more rain, it turned the middle of the day aubergine.  Of course my mind wasn’t trying to let this deepening darkness put me in a foul mood, and my thoughts turned to the cerulean part of the sky just peeking out in a few spots.  I decided to stay home in the afternoon and take a short nap.  As I woke, my eyes were greeted by xanthic rays of the sun, deepening into a saffron glow.  I decided to make tea and relax on the porch swing.  The day turned pleasant and as the jacinthe sun was setting, I sipped my tea and watched the cinnabar streams descend into the violescent mountains.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/05/21/writing-prompt-sunday-may-21st-peculiar/

She found it at last, the petrified star. The tattered map didn’t lie, as she followed every point and found the treasure–not worth gold or silver, but a directional star. Now she was ready for the real journey.  

This legendary star had been sought since ancient times. If you’re fortunate enough to find it you only need wish what you desire and the star will point you in the direction to find it. It’s only a legend, but she been researching it for a while.

She put her hands on the star, made a silent wish and its light glowed.

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2017/05/20/weekend-writing-prompt-3-imperfect/