Secluded Beach

Photo Credit :​Footy and Foodie

‘This doesn’t seem secluded.” Bridget’s eyes see a lot full of cars. 

“Maybe the beach is bigger than we think.” Bill can’t believe the hour drive ends here.”Let’s go look at the ocean and those stars. Brighter than any where on the coast!”

“Yeah, that’s what a website said. Isolated too. Let’s get it over with.” Brigdet uses her total waste of time voice.

The edge of the parking lot leads to a trail that snakes down a sheer cliff. The Sun plunges into red waves below.  Soft lights illuminates the way.  The surf calls out and draws like a magnet. A soft breeze sings in a low voice.

About halfway down Bill reaches to touch Bridget’s right arm. “Down there.  See the candles. There’s got to be fifty people in that circle.” 

“Bill, we are out of here! I don’t want to know and don’t want them seeing us either.” Bridget stops in her tracks.

“Too late.” Bill points out the circle changing shape.

Written as part of a challenge calledflash fiction for aspiring writers, details available at https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/06/19/fffaw-challenge-week-of-june-20-2017/



Wordle #160 – First Impression

Wordle #160

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1. Mundane

2. Neat

3. Vent

4. Spine

5. Wrapper

6. La gaudiere (n.)) the glint of goodness inside people, which you can only find by sloshing them back and forth in your mind until everything dark and gray and common falls away, leaving behind a constellation at the bottom of the pan—a rare element trapped in exposed bedrock, washed there by a storm somewhere upstream.)

7. Nudge

8. Partial

9. Tentative

10. Backwards

11. Oppose

12. Smile

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

The partial smile nudges me backwards. I’m tentative as my spine wrestles with mundane neat looks oppose to it being a wrapper. My mind vents thoughts of la gaudiere. The guy must be a sham.

Misty Morning

Glistening grass blankets 

Bird song choruses fill the air 

Breezes gentle and cool dance 

Lazy warm Sun rises

Golden rays stretching out 

Bunnies dart place to place 

A world spilling forth follows 

Puffy clouds slowly meander 

Noises begin to carry 

Peace valiantly holds firm 

Til the mist of morning drifts away 

Tomorrow it will be back 

Someday’s it seems too long to wait

Geoffrey’s Rounds

Geoffrey watches the morning light turn to harsh noon.  The shadows fade away fron the stately halls.  Tapestries with rich colors retreat to washed out halls.  Distance voices race down halls. The tours are starting again.

His pale face and hollow eyes dim.  The children bring a challenge to his type.  The adults look past him and sometimes walk through him.  Time changes things for the living.  Today will be tomorrow for Geoffrey again.

“Hey, I think I see a ghost!” a high-pitched voice rises above the crowd.

Geoffrey waves and smiles. The adults never understand the kids reaction of wonder and fright.

Written as part of a challenge called flash fiction for aspiring writers . Details are available at https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/06/12/fffaw-challenge-week-of-june-13-2017-2/

Thank you MajesticGoldenRose for our photo prompt this week!

Lost time

Week 159

1. Bite

2. Smooth

3. Open

4. Deserve

5. Paradox

6. Semaphorism (n.)) a conversational hint that you have something personal to say on the subject but don’t go any further—an emphatic nod, a half-told anecdote, an enigmatic ‘I know the feeling’—which you place into conversations like those little flags that warn diggers of something buried underground: maybe a cable that secretly powers your house, maybe a fiberoptic link to some foreign country.)

7. Tension

8. Playhouse

9. Neptune

10. Stalemate

11. Muse

12. Thieves

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

Neptine’s playhouse deservedly bites at reality. Thrives smooth open ended tensions as muses play on intuitions.  I deceive myself on semaphorism.  Like it matters anyway.

Mist of Dreams

Mist of my dreams swirl

Spinning like a kaleidoscope 

Am I looking back

Like the stats in telescope

Or forward in Crystal ball

Happy blue skies pave paths

Tall trees throw twisted shadows 

Nothing is as it seems 

Everything is exactly as it appears 

Lines of sight tug gently 

Filaments of thoughts resist 

Delightful mess spills across fantasy 

Which parts will I miss?

Which parts to cling to? 

Time slides through hidden hourglass

Slowly I realize what never was

Has always been waiting with what was

Arizona SonoraDesert Museum – Exploring My World

Outside of Tucson is a place to see critters and plants of the desert up close.  Much like the little kitty above, you can see what lives here.  The place is spread out over 98 acres.  It’s in a very hot place in the summer (I visited at 105 degrees).  It’s a full day to see it all. 

They have an aquarium, a reptile & amphibians building, an art gallery, a cave with mineral gallery, two aviaries (one for hummingbirds), a dozen animal enclosures (like above Mountain Lion), cactus gardens, stingray touch pool, and 2 gift shops.  Several hourly docent displays are spread out during the day.  These include snake touching.  Life cycles of the Saguaro cactus.  Life in the rivers and streams in Arizona. And they change daily. Well versed people are waiting to explain how the desert works.

The landscape has been planted 55 years ago to represent as much of the Sonora desert that would predate human interference.  While not all of these would grow here, they all live in the Sonora desert that covers from the Baja peninsula to New Mexico.  Butterfly gardens include non native plants but the butterflies are wild feeding here.  

The animals are here by assignment.  The Mountain Lion was orphaned.  The pair of Mexican grey wolves are a retired breeding pair that was used to restore native range. The Black bear was raised by humans. They live in nice sized enclosures with AC and shade.  The 19 stingrays enjoy a covered pool and for $3 you can touch them ($3 more you can feed them shrimp).

Imaginary World

I weave a tapestry

Sounds of glee 

Priceless trinkets 

Precious memories 

They cover many walls 

Imaginary battles won 

Maidens and Dragons dance 

Treasures of what’s once important 

Dreams cling like spider webs 

Each waiting for a meal 

Glories within the mind 

Times when I acted in thought 

They gaze down upon me  

Hundreds of scenes 

They were once so real 

The world of fantasy

pulls stronger than reality 

Imaginary place that I built 

Hope’s garden of Eden 

Eternally shining


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