#WritePhoto – Fallen

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:

Let Sleeping Rocks Lie

“Shh! they look so peaceful. We can’t move them!” Bob surveyed the scene, and his gaze fastened upon the two large stones again.
“But what we gonna tell The Boss, Bob?” Dick knew The Boss wasn’t an easy man. He expected the site to be clear by tomorrow evening. There were big plans afoot for this plot of land he’d bought.
Luxury houses boasting a true view of nature – never mind how much of that nature they would have to destroy to create them.
“I dunno… there’s just something about them. It’s like they’re telling me submili- sulbimin-, oh you know, like they’re sending me messages not to touch them, or the stuff around them.” He looked at Dick. “Don’t you hear it?”
Dick stood, cocked his ear to one side, straining to hear anything. “Nah mate, all I hear is the sound of the bulldozers making their way over!”
“All I know is I can’t do it.” Bob took off his hardhat and made to walk off.
***
Soddom opened his eye and glanced over at Gomorrah. “Do you think it worked then?”
“I’ve been laying here for over nine hundred years. It’s not the first time they’ve tried to move us. It’ll not be the last. But the point is, we’re still here aren’t we?”
“And why was it again, that we couldn’t be moved?”
“Because, dear Soddom, we’re fallen angels, destined to lay in one place forever more.”
“But what would happen if we were?”
“I’m not about to try and find out. The last time we didn’t listen to Him, we went from beautiful cherubs to large lumps of rock. We lost our wings, our voices. At least time, and erosion, has given us some shape back. Goodness knows what He would do to us if we moved… Now do be quiet, you’re disturbing my beauty sleep!!

#writephoto

https://scvincent.com/2018/05/10/thursday-photo-prompt-fallen-writephoto/

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One-Liner Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Ice Cream Love

“Love is all you need… and ice cream!”- Ritu

 

For Linda’s #1LinerWeds Challenge.

 

COLLEEN’S 2018 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY POETRY CHALLENGE #Haiku #83: Belong & Dream

Colleen’s back with her synonym poetry challenge!

The words to (not) use are:

Belong & Dream

 I

 

Head, Think, Slide Strips, Film

Pixabay Image

 

Hallucination
Do you really exist here
In the world around
Or are you a delusion
That simply resides in me?

Ritu 2018

https://colleenchesebro.com/2018/05/08/colleens-2018-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-82-belong-dream-synonymsonly/

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #200 Ire & Fire

Lovely Ron with his Haiku Challenge prompt words this week:

Ire & Fire

 

Lava Magma Volcanic Eruption Glow Hot Rock

Image from Pixabay

 

 

Spewing molten fire
The ire of a volcano
Presents itself so

Ritu 2018

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image 2016

#SoCS May 5/18 – Letter

Linda’s prompt for SoCS this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “letter.” Use it in your post or theme your post on any meaning of the word “letter.” Enjoy!

I love receiving letters in the mail.

Not the constant bills and junk mail that see their way into our post, but real, proper letters.

When I was a young girl, there was no such thing as email, and even when it was first widely available, it wasn’t immediate, because most of us had dial-up connections, and I think if you are in my age bracket, you will be able to remember the pain of hearing that screeching as the internet connected, and if you were lucky, you could access that haloed mail!

After that, you got mobiles with text messages, and the likes of WhatsApp etc. joined the ranks of communication. Straight away messages and calls. Heck, you could even video call, and see someone halfway around the world!

Of course, I use all these methods of keeping in touch with a lot of my family and friends now, but I sure miss the joy of opening an envelope to read a hand-written letter and the art of crafting a letter to send to a loved one.

My family were all over the world, so I used to (or my parents did, anyway!) stock up on airmail letters, so I could write to my cousins. I would tell them all my news and ask the relevant questions, then go to the post office to pay for my stamps.

I knew it could take a week or more for the letter to reach its destination, and then there would be a delay of a few weeks for a reply to come.

But the excitement of getting that letter, in your name!

Then there were the ones to my Hubby Dearest when he was still my fiance! Pages and pages of soppy romantic “I miss you and I love you’s”… I would know when the reply was due, because he’d have told me on the phone that he was sending a letter. I would wait by the letterbox. The mail was more regular in it’s delivery time then. I knew exactly when the postman would be visiting.

Then I’d hide my precious mail, and read it in my room, all alone, feeling all gooey inside, before rushing off to pen a reply!

Oh yes, those feelings of a real letter!

I think today’s generation really miss out by just having this messaging available to them. They don’t learn the art of patience, or gratitude either. They don’t have as many reasons to keep their handwriting skills tip top, or even the knowledge of how to write a letter.

And they miss out on the joy of receiving a letter in the post.

I didn’t want my kids to miss out, so they have, on occasion, written to their grandparents, and their uncle in Finland, and been really thrilled to receive the responses. It was funny watching them wait, expecting a reply that same day, or the next… sorry dears, even in this day and age unless we paid for courier delivery, that wasn’t likely!

And recently Lil Princess has had the pleasure of a pen pal as her best friend moved away from the area, so she was so happy to get a letter from her! They write, intermittently, to each other, and I’m so glad she’s keeping letter writing alive for another generation!

What about you? Do you miss receiving letters, or do you still write them?

Happy Saturday Peeps!

https://lindaghill.com/2018/05/04/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-5-18/

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