Smoke #writephoto

Sue’s Photo Prompt this week…

smoke

This just wasn’t fair, you know.

They always know how to find me.

I can’t help it though. Haven’t you seen the size of my belly?

I’d been fed up (again) of being ignored (again), so thought I’d run away (again). They were always busy with her, my sister. Ballet classes, horse riding, gymnastics… she always had all these great clubs to go to, because she was good at all these things. No, not good, but brilliant!

Tall, slim, pretty, with that angelic face and smile that melted all the hearts who encountered it.

The total opposite of me. Two years older than her, but 4 inches shorter, orthodontic braces to correct my overbite, and a rather rotund figure. I can’t help that though, whenever she didn’t want to eat something she would give it to me, and I, being the protective older sister, would wolf down her extras, so she didn’t get in trouble.

I didn’t realise until a lot later, how much of a mistake that was!

Still, I do like my food. At least when I go to college, I can forget her perfection, and indulge in what I am good at.

Culinary art.

Delectable cuisines from around the world…

Ok, so I’m doing a catering course.

They never complain when whatever I have been cooking graces the table, but aside from a flippant “Ta love!” I don’t get a second glance.

So I decided that I would do it. Run away, but properly, today.

There is no going back.

Well, there wasn’t, until that smoke wafted into the cave where I had painfully secreted myself…

The scent of a barbeque.

How dare they?

That was my speciality!

But you know the worst thing?

I could smell burning in that smoke! And they all know that one thing I can’t bear is good food being ruined.

I’ll just go and sort it out, it’s only one barbeque… I guess they deserved one more chance to show they care…

… and, well, I was kinda hungry!

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Cracked Ice #writephoto

Sue’s Photo Prompt this week for #writephoto…

cracked-ice

“You can’t walk on water!” they all said to me…I’m getting sick of it. Whatever I want to do, they tell me I can’t do it.

What rubbish! Hadn’t they seen the stream this morning? Oh it was cold alright. So cold that the water had stopped flowing, frozen solid.

There, see.

That’s one way I can prove them wrong!

I just need to test it out, so when I get them here to be witness to my miracle, I don’t look a complete fool, slipping and sliding around the ice.

One foot on… steady! The other leaving Terra Firma and placed cautiously on the ice.

There! Done it! I am standing on water! And if I just take a few steps, I am actually walking on water, frozen or not!

It’s not easy, you know, but at least these spiked shoes have some grip on the slippery ice!

Actually this is quite easy! I bet I could even run on water too!

CRACK!

What was that?

As I look around, I see a crack appearing in the ice behind me, zig zagging along towards me, following the small holes my spikes had created.

SPLASH!

Thank goodness they weren’t here for that! Lucky the stream wasn’t so deep, and it it was just my ego bruised, and my clothes wet…

Maybe I’ll just listen to them next time…

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Mystery #writephoto

Sue’s weekly photo prompt

mystery

Do you feel like the adventure and fun almost seeps out of you as an adult? The older you get, the more cautious you become? Things you wouldn’t have thought twice about in the past now involve several layers of consideration before you even contemplate having a go…

That was my thought process while writing this week’s piece.

It was a strange opening.
Totally misplaced in this woodland, where everything was so rustic. Even the staircase we had descended to reach here was very primitive.
Yet this entrance looked new, very modern. The stone framing the doorway looked like almost new breezeblocks, but there was still an air of history, and mystery surrounding it.
I could have sworn that it hadn’t been there before. We used to play here so much as youngsters, surely we would have seen it?
As children, I am pretty sure we would have been the first to explore. But the opportunity never arose.
And now, 20 years later, here I stood, almost rooted to the ground with an innate sense of fear coursing through my blood.
I couldn’t go in there! What if something was lying in wait? What if we found something awful? A dead body? No, I couldn’t take the risk. Better not knowing, than unearthing something you wish you had never known!
I wasn’t that same person anymore, not that devil may care child who thought nothing of disappearing into dark holes and caves.
No, this was a mystery for some other person to explore. We made our way back up the stairs, but I couldn’t help but shoot a final glance back at that entrance…

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Passage #writephoto

Sue’s photo prompt this week,

passage

Constantly climbing
Finally, an open door
I can see the light

Ritu 2016

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Secrets #writephoto

Sue’s weekly photo prompt.

secrets

When looking at this photo, I noticed the orbs again, those floating round spheres. Some say they are just dust particles, some believe they are orbs, or spirits, floating around you. My tanka today embraces the orbs in the photo, as the spirits I believe they might be…

Long forgotten souls
Languishing in rafters
Spoken of no more
Spirits hiding secrets close
Stories that could change the world

Ritu 2016

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