Have You Seen Our Dragon?

Posted on October 21, 2019 by

Image by il han youn on google maps

Have you seen our dragon? No, not the one George the saintly dragon-slayer slayed. No, this is Jason’s Dragon. For truth it is!

No-no-no, not the serpent; the serpent was back in Colchis. No, if you remember, Jason defeated the serpent – with a little help from Medea – and took the fleece all thick with gold, and he and his Argonauts – and Medea too – fled.

They pulled those oars and crossed the sea – Black we call it now, but Euxine, so it was then – and pulled into the Danube to escape their pursuers. Upriver, upriver, upriver they pulled those oars, along the Danube, up the Sava and Ljubljanica till they came to the Ljubljana Marshes. And here they tangled with the dragon.

And did Jason slay the scaly beast? Well, you see the beastie sitting here.

135 words written for What Pegman Saw: Ljubljana, Slovenia

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Sunday Picture Post: Hip-Hip Hooray

Posted on October 20, 2019 by

The delicate fresh rose of the wayside in autumn changes to scarlet and strident

Rose Hips in plenty this autumn: 8th Oct 2019

Roses bloomed in profusion this June-time. Now the briars are red-hip laden

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Bokeh Blues

Posted on October 19, 2019 by

Black Bryony scrambles over everything, high and low. Here, in looking up, I nail the bokeh-effect…

Black Bryony in berry: 8th October 2019

Bokeh, for #2019picoftheweek challenge

For details of #2019picoftheweek challenge see MariaAntonia

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CCC 49: Whitlingham Boy

Posted on October 17, 2019 by

CCC#49

Hey, Whitlingham Boy, are you going to snorkel?
In that ridiculous get up, you make me chortle.
Your flippered feet scare the fish as they slap into water,
A quieter approach is what you oughta.
Done up like that you’ll see nothing but rubbish dumped by the uncaring,
You’d see much more if you changed what you’re wearing.
Whitlingham Boy, fin-flipping into the water,
Change your gear, that’s what you oughta.

73 words written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge

I found Whitlingham Boy at Whitlingham Country Park on the outskirts of Nowich. It’s carved as one piece from a tree.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #49

Posted on October 16, 2019 by

CCC#49

Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN

Here’s how it works:

Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE

Here are some suggestions:

  • An answering photo
  • A cartoon
  • A joke
  • A caption
  • An anecdote
  • A short story (flash fiction)
  • A poem
  • A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
  • An essay
  • A song—the lyrics or the performance

You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:

  • Your creative offering is indeed yours
  • Your writing is kept to 150 words or less

If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it
If you include Crimson’s Creative Challenge as a heading, WP Search will find it (theory)
by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)

Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN.

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Leave My Brain

Posted on October 15, 2019 by

image by John Hain on pixabay

Replace this face with one that’s younger, fresher, not so worn
Replace this back with one that’s stronger, not so aching, not so torn
Replace this neck with one that’s looser, with traps that aren’t so tight
Replace this wrist, the one I broke, this one on the right
Replace these hips, crumbling with the many miles they’ve walked
Replace this voice, husky from the many nights I’ve talked
Replace the thumbs before, with nerves compressed, they numb
Replace it all but… please… leave me my brain and mind

 

89 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

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What Pegman Saw: The Lie

Posted on October 14, 2019 by

Washington DC by pigeons planet on google maps

Twenty years he held to that lie. Twenty years and not a slip in his words. Until his dear “friend” died.

Told me he was going to Washington to see his mother, who was ailing. In truth, he went shark fishing with his “friend” off the coast of Florida.

Why did he lie? There wasn’t the need. We’d only just met; I’d have understood that his arrangement with his “friend” took precedence over me.

And then it slipped out, the day he received the news. I bit my lip, I turned away. His “friend” had been gay.

97 words, written for What Pegman Saw: Washington DC

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Sunday Picture Post: Black Bryony’s Traffic Lights Berries

Posted on October 13, 2019 by

While it’s true that Black Bryony’s berries are red, they pass through several colours on their way.

A Black Bryony vine winds to way along a bramble briar: 8th October 2019

I was late in finding them this year; I almost missed the lights.

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I Have the Power

Posted on October 12, 2019 by

A farmer’s wind turbines, while in the distance pylons carry power from the National Grid. To my mind, the photo qualifies for the title: Technology

A farmer’s personal wind-farm: 8th October 2019

For details of #2019picoftheweek challenge see MariaAntonia

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CCC#48: The Old Red Bridge

Posted on October 10, 2019 by

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #48

No longer does it carry a thoroughfare
No more do the horses draw clattering carts here
Alas, the ancient bricks now in slow decay
The Old Red Bridge has had its day
Now tiddlers paddle with their jars
Arriving here in comfy cars
Where once with a flourish we snatched up the crayfish
Now even they are much diminished
A dirge, I lament, a eulogy, for gravel’s all that’s now found here.

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