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Sweets For My Sweet – Friday Fictioneers

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Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

alleyCopyright – Kent Bonham

– Sweets For My Sweet –

“Mother?”
“Yes, honey?”
“What are these things under the ramp?”
“Hold on a moment, sugar, let me just finish this. Here, you have one as well, they’re to die for.”
“Mmm, oh yes!”
“What did you want to know? Sorry, I got side-tracked. Here, have the last one.”
“I wanted to know about the jagged things under the ramp.”
“Oh, yes. I think they’re steps. Back in the Lean Times, people walked. Instead of zooming up the ramp in one of these babies, they had to use the steps, wasting all their energy. Strange, huh?”
“How primitive! Mother?”
“Yes, sweetie?”
“Can we buy another box of Snickers bars? I could do with a snack before lunch.”

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Clocked – dVerse Open Link Week 120

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Here’s my latest entry into the dVerse Open Link – why not take a look at everyone else’s wonderful responses?

This is about wanting time to move quickly, and not making the most of now.

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– Clocked –

One month before, or
Two weeks until, and
I’ll feel better when this, or
That has happened.

I cross off the days, or
Count down the minutes, and
Wish for the seconds, or
Hours to sweep by.

This unpleasant event, or
That hard conversation, and
I can’t wait for them to pass, or
Do I know what I want?

Because now I am older, or
Wiser than before, and
Know that time is fleeting, or
Finally realise –

That I cannot control time.

Fish Supper – Friday Fictioneers

freyathewriter 30 Comments

Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - E.A. Wicklund

Copyright – E.A. Wicklund

– Fish Supper –

Every summer, the teenage seagulls throng on Brighton beach, swamping the holidaymakers and the hung-over hen parties.

They are literally stretching their wings, shunned by their exhausted parents who have finally decided that their offspring need to fend for themselves.

The beach visitors are rich pickings; careless and sun-drenched, their paper-wrapped fish and chips are just too tempting for the adolescent birds to resist. Swooping, beaks wide open to claim their prize, they dive and wheel among flailing arms, triumphant as they soar towards the sun, tasty morsels already halfway down their gullets.

Every year, new birds. Every year, new holidaymakers. The birds learn – the humans make the same mistakes.

Food for thought!

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