Meat market – Writing Prompt #165 “Collage 26”


Zayde* and Bubbe* loved the seaside. In the olden times, when money was plentiful and the sun always seemed to shine, they had rented out a holiday home, placed two old benches in the garden that meandered down towards the cliffs and felt that life was just perfect.

So it had been, for a little while. Zayde had always rejected the idea of owning a car, telling anyone that cared to listen, and many that had no choice, that the country’s public transport system was so efficient that he had no need. Why waste energy, time and most of all money on a heavy, fuel-hungry machine, when he could sit back and relax in comfort in a luxurious private compartment in a train, and dine in the dining car whenever he felt like it? Bubbe’s misgivings never got a look-in.

Then, the transport system let Zayde down. Oh yes, it was still efficient, still kept to the timetable, but what a timetable. No more being lulled and rocked to sleep as he and his wife sped to their holiday home on gleaming rails. No more steaming coffee and pastries to sate their morning appetites. No more smiling porters wheeling luggage to a waiting taxi.


The benches are still there in the garden, but empty of their companions.

There are no seats on cattle trucks.

There is plenty to be afraid of, these days.

* Zayde and Bubbe are Yiddish for grandfather and grandmother.


Here is my entry into the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie collage writing prompt for this week. I’m afraid it took a dark turn, but hey, you know me, right? I couldn’t help but make the connections I did, it just seemed to fit. I know there are brighter stories out there inspired by this prompt because I’ve read at least one in my WordPress Reader feed, and I’ll be reading some more soon!

Why not join me in reading, or even, maybe, take part yourself?

Equinox – Prompt Night A Dash of Sunny


There fell upon this rain-drenched land

A ray of light, a soothing hand

of cheer, of warmth, of hope and light

of future joys, such a delight

to the wind-battered peoples down below

who hid ‘neath coats, who struggled so

through darkened morns, and chill-bound eves

who no longer had the will to believe

in evenings soothed with the orb so rare

who sets lights a-shining in young girls’ hair.


This week, A Dash of Sunny invites us to write a poem inspired by Summer. My offering is a little tongue-in-cheek since we have had all types of weather here since Summer officially began. Today, I am bathed in sunshine as I write, but earlier in the day we had short, sharp downpours, interspersed with gloriuus blue skies and thunder as well!

Why not join in and take part? All are welcome and your host is a simply lovely lady!

Drink – SoCS June 25/16



“I need a drink!”

How often does that thought pass through our minds, I wonder? Does ‘need’ really reflect our thoughts most of the time, or is it more of a ‘want’? Of course, that thought tends to bring a picture to our minds of a nice glass of red, or a gin & tonic, or a pint of lager (yes, I’m British!). It’s definitely a want.

Real need encompasses water. We cannot live without it, we really do need it. It makes me angry, it scares me, when I hear about water privatisation. But then, water is already treated as a commodity here in the UK. All water supplies are controlled by private industry, it’s been this way here since 1989, and it’s accepted as being, well, acceptable. I’m not sure that I agree. I’ve been lucky, have always had access to clean water without having to worry about paying for its supply, and for the disposal of waste water.

People in the third world slums pay more for the supply of water than people in New York and London. Women in parts of Africa where privatised water is beyond their reach walk miles to collect water from often-polluted rivers, and they and their families suffer the devastating health consequences as a result.

Deaths from water-borne diseases are killing more people worldwide than all the wars, conflicts and general violence combined.

The United Nations has declared that access to clean drinking water is a universal human right.

Something to remember when you think “I need a drink!”


Here’s my latest offering for the lovely Linda’s Stream of Consciousness SaturdayLinda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, where this week she invites to write inspired by ‘drink’ (verb or noun). This was completely stream of consciousness… I started off with one idea i mind and ended up at a real tangent!

Please do head on over to Linda’s blog, read, enjoy, and why not be inspired to take part?