There was once a girl who wanted so badly to visit a small island, in the center of a very large, very deep lake. Every day she walked along the shore of the lake looking at the small island. Every day a boat asked her if he could take her. Every day she politely declined.
This went on for many months with the girl looking forward to the boat talking to her. Slowly she found she began to care a great deal for the boat, and delighted in talking to it every day.
One day as the girl was walking along the shore to the boat, he again asked her if he make take her to the island? He said…. I love you and care for you. I will never do you harm, I care far to much. Let me take you to the island, you are a butterfly that deserves to roam a place as beautiful as that. I will wait for you and I am here for you. Never letting you go. The girl listened and thought the boat cared very deeply. She said yes and together they went to the island.
The girl had an amazing time exploring. She delighted in the things she saw such happiness made her bloom anew. When light started to fade, the girl went back to the shore of the island to the boat. The boat was gone. She looked and looked and called and called. The boat had left her alone.
Be careful who you trust….
Tag Archive: stories
Just a thought.
~ Elements…. ~
you’ve got 20 minutes to make up a story as you go along. Expectant child in front of you, what can you do?
“Tell me a story.” The little girl said, as I sat myself down at the end of her bed. “Which book would you like.” I said with a smile, “No. Make me a story. You haven’t done that in a while.” “Okay and just what, is this story to be about?” “Elements, ELEMENTS!” The little girl did shout. (She meant Earth,Fire,Wind,Water.) “So lay down little Princess, lay down in your bed. Stretch, yawn deeply, snuggle down, rest your body, rest your head….”
“Elements, Elements. Elements….” I said….
“I’m hot.” Said Fire dancing around “And I’m so much more deadly than you.”
“From such a teeny tiny spark, I cause utter carnage, I burn everything right through.”
“Pish posh!” Said Water with a mighty roar. “I can turn you in to nothing but steam.”
“You wouldn’t.” Said Fire.
“I would, I would.”
“You wouldn’t, cuz that would be mean.”
“I’m the most deadly.” Said water with a gurgle. “When people see me they shout.”
“I can engulf buildings, rip up trees.” “And wash cars, boats,lorries away, I can even put you out!”
Wind, who had been quiet, then piped up. “Neither of you are as deadly as me.”And with a deep breath and a crashing big woosh, he pushed Water onto Fire and put him out. Then pushed Waters tide out as far as he could see.
“See the two of you squibbly squabbalers, I’m the most powerful element that can be.”
Now earth, who did not talk very much, and who listened to all around.
He shifted his plates so very very high, to tower above the ground.
He looked at Wind and Fire and Sea(Water),
and although individual, saw what they could be.
He spoke with a voice both old and wise as he called, “Come here, Wind, Water, Fire all three.”
“Do you not understand, have you no idea, if we work together how strong we could be?”
“We are the elements, we bring death, we bring life.”
“We help feed every man and his child and his wife.”
“We were here so long ago and we will always be around.”
“From the Wind in the sky to the Fire, Water and me the Ground.”
Wind hovered, Fire glowed, Water sat so close to shore.
And for once they all agreed. No one was more deadly as all four….
“Now now little Princess, it’s time for your bed. One more cuddle for you tightly, A kiss dropped on your head.”
One more smile for you, as I walk out the door. ” I love you mummy.” “And I love you more….”
.x.
~ The text…. ~
Snow flake kisses
barest earth,
hard cold frost
signals winters rebirth,
A fleeting memory of the autumn
gone by,
As the hail sleet snow
it falls from the sky,
The wind rushes down the streets
it kicks up such a mess,
But over fields and through trees
is where its heard the best,
The train streams
over the tracks,
A series of loud
clickety-clacks,
Most strangers on board
oblivious to the snow,
Some nearing journeys end
others still so far to go,
The snow is thicker and its heavier
the wind drives it along,
Long train it keeps on going
its heavy fast and strong,
The wind shrieks down the tracks to the farmyard
it howls around the barn,
Old wool jumper left on a peg
the wind rips at its yarn,
Barnyard icy muddy
slush,
The snow the range rover tyres
crush,
Snow falls heavier
on the windscreen,
The train pushes
along unseen,
The farmer jumps out to open
the level crossings big gate,
Looks both ways up the track
jumps in his car but still he does hesitate,
Puts the big car in gear then a text from his wife
we need nappies go careful please don’t be back late,
He looks up big train whooshes by
looks like that text was fate,
Over the now empty tracks
he’s more cautious as he goes on his way,
And that is where we leave him
as night takes over this day,
The big train carries on
forever on wards through the snow,
Through empty abandoned stations
it still has far to go,
Huge flakes fall past the windows
to the passengers their unseen,
Unknowing to the accident
that could have just been,
The lights of the train just seen
an eerie echoed glow,
The train just pushing forward
on tracks covered by the snow….
.x.
~ Un-wonder-fuckfaced-land…. ~
I feel fuckin empty
an empty shattered dream,
Self loathing and self doubt
reality shattered at the seam,
Across the room there is a mirror
pop two pills and step up to,
Slosh them down with whisky neat
drag my joint and step on through,
So barren and so empty
fuck this ain’t wonderland,
Shriveled grey and dark
yup just fuckin grand,
Walkin down a cracked path
sweets dished out by a clown,
Say thanks and then I look at him
his face is upside down,
Up ahead there is a forest
made by brambles bare,
Past that a hill lit from the other side
lightning strikes it there,
In the forest there is a beetle
he blocks the path what can I do,
I start to cry and he bawls
his mouth is how to get through,
Going up the hill the path it gets narrow
an rocks stones they all stick up,
Trip fall slash my leg open
on sharp edge foot stuck in a rut,
Look down expect to see blood
but there’s maggots and there’s slugs,
All this blackness just keeps pouring out
it’s all slimy so many bugs,
I stumble ever onwards
the hill my crest of a wave,
Fall through a trap door but landing softly
at last yes I shout save,
Snake venom in a bottle
drink and try your luck,
I can’t move my limbs
shit I’m so dam stuck,
Gust of wind I
tumble out a door,
I’m not where I started
but I’ve been here before,
Bugs keep pouring
out my leg,
So many oh so many
cracking out their egg,
Stumbling down my new path
hear a high-pitched shrieking noise,
Turn a corner by a craggy tree
horrific mickey toys,
Eyes sat on his cheeks
nose is pouring red,
Meat cleaver in his four hands
bollocks it I’m dead,
Old freak face mickey
he sings me a song,
Everything spins
this is so wrong,
Open my eyes I’m
sat on the floor,
Whisky bottle upside down
balanced above the door,
The mirrors not there any more
instead a painted fairground,
Where my pills and joints
hold hands and dance around,
I grab the bottle off the table
swallow a handful of pills from once full hand,
Me and my joints I’m no longer empty
in un-wonder-fuckfaced-land….
.x.
Entertaining my children and….
…. calling my cousin dowally for hunting dragons! It’s not finished and will be continued, just a lickle bit of fun. Inspired by the….
(Septimus Heap Series) by Angie Sage
When Matthew awoke that morning, he knew today was going to be the most important day of his life. Today he was going to do what all apprentice wizards do after they turn 14…. Today Matthew was going on his quest for a dragon!
Matthew got dressed in his purple robes as fast as he could, he never got tired of examing the intricate gold thread that wove this way and that across the sleeves and hem, and then down the long flowing sides of his heavy cape. He raced down the stairs jumping over the sleeping owl that was perched on a chair at the bottom, and stood before the great doors to The Masters study.
” You may enter “. Said a loud voice as Matthew took his hand away from the door. Matthew turned the great door handle with two clicks of his fingers, ( a trick Albert had taught him ). As he entered, it never failed to amaze Matthew just how magnificent The Masters study was. Three walls were lined four stories high with every book you could imagine. The fourth wall had three-arched shaped windows facing the north. In the center was a long table and just in front of the windows was the masters huge ebony desk.
The Master stood at his desk watching Matthew walk across the room, he was called The Master by everyone and he was so old now that only the ghosts knew his real name, even The Master had forgotten. ” Here is your quest”. Said The Master, handing Matthew an ivory envelope with silver thread. “I will see you when you return “. “And remember you only have two days to complete your quest”. The Master smiled at Matthew ” Good luck and may time be on your side “.
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Well thats what our new bedtime story is about and thats how far I’ve got. I always add lots of actions ( like a play). Just that little bit took nearly an hour ( yeah seriously!), and even my eldest 2 stood at the door to listen, this story is being told to a 10, 9, and 6 yr old.
I hope your all having a good morning/day/evening/night where-ever you are at the end of the wire. Hugs ALL.x.
~ Men of the sands…. ~
Among the dreams of many
your footsteps wonder light,
Bare feet kick up sand round the fire
sword gleams illustrious and bright,
A soft wind blows down the sand dunes
flares up fine soft sand grains in its wake,
The brilliance of full moon shimmers on the desert
like a lake,
The air tingles with quiet
contemplated prayer,
Tomorrow by first light
you will not have known they were there,
The shadows of the desert
men who footprints they leave none,
A glimps of ghostly echoed flame at night
but no shadows in the sun….
.x.
~ More than he appears…. ~
The flame
alight,
Burns bright
burns bright,
I touch and fall
from sight from sight,
A hallway walked down
footsteps in a daze,
From shadowed curtains misty morning light
shines through in a haze,
The memories of last night
laughter lips taste of wine,
Ghosts echo down the hall
be mine be mine,
Ties suits and long dresses
heels clatter down the hall,
Be careful on the staircase
remember to breath don’t fall,
Misty morning light shines blue
stirs dust bunnies in a haze,
Footsteps stumble grasp the wall
mind memories thoughts in a daze,
Catch a glimpse in a mirror
whisper who are you,
Just a nobody the reply
an illusion to step through,
Down spindly spirally
staircase round,
Past the first floor
your in the basement underground,
The lights they glow
muted white and red,
Can’t remember but you’ve been here
feel with unease and dread,
End door to the right is open
look and your very essence faints dead,
It drips from the walls and ceiling
life blood so red,
Implements on a table
a story of horror screams panic widespread,
Move shouts your subconscious
but your legs are now lead,
A hand caresses your shoulder
warm breath on your head,
Holds a cloth to your mouth and nose
as you slip into unconsciousness one last thought creeps under-spread,
…. “Come back with me to my home.” He said. His dark eyes shining with an unspoken desire, hunger, need. He holds out his hand, which she takes, trustingly. ” I have very eclectic tastes…. Which I think you can fulfil….” He adds quietly….
.x.
~ No love, Just….Desire….Want….Need…. ~
Arm curls around
hand on waist,
The atmosphere heavy with
desire laced,
Looks into deep brown eyes
breathing shallows then breath held,
Hunger need passion
feelings welled,
Body sparks alight
with salacious need,
Kisses across neck and shoulder
feed,
Shirt falls to the floor
and then a moment of honesty,
He looks and says
“if your looking for love it sure as hell ain’t me”,
She reaches up
pulls him into a kiss,
Kiss deepens passion spikes
heartbeat miss,
“I know” she breathes
upon his lips,
He pulls her flush against him
hands on her hips,
His soft sultry kisses
from shoulder to shoulder,
Her breathing shallows
her hands getting bolder,
Laying on the bed
her nipples harden at his touch,
Need spinning them along
she wants him so much,
This moment can say but
a thousand word,
Her moan at his touch
the only sound heard….
.x.
~ Dusk…. ~
Gossamer wings
fly in the dusky light,
The sun is setting
it s orange glow brightens the night,
At the edge colours pink
purple gray blue,
Which bleeds into the darker
the night coming through,
The gossamer wings
they dance and they twirl,
Then to close to a candle
they burn and they curl,
The long grass casts black shadows
on the patio stones,
And the stars twinkle out
in the sky from their zones,
The moon rises up
so high in the sky,
Bids the night awakening world
a sleepy time hi,
The wind blows a symphony
of night crawlers and frogs,
The trees take on life
joined by a howl from two dogs,
Two men stand by a bonfire
burning rubbish from the day,
Two women bring them tea
and sandwiches on a tray,
The smoke from the fire
fly’s into the night,
Distracting an owl
in hunters flight,
The gossamer wings
now embers curled on the floor,
And intrude on this night
we will do no more….
.x.
So true….
Do you dream….?
.x.
