Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue # 313

In Keith’s words.

“Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.combefore 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”

The Photo.

Photo of a cloud

Picture This by John W. Howell Β© 2021

‘Why did we come to this desolate field?”

“You know very well that we are waiting for the arrival of the great eagle.”

“yes, so when is he getting here?”

“Should be any hour now.”

“Hour. You have got to be kidding. We have been here since sunup already.”

“Hush now. Why don’t you entertain yourself.”

“I didn’t bring any bourbon, that’s why.”

“My goodness, someone got up on the wrong side of the bed today.”

“It was so dark I think I lost my bearings.”

“Well, look around and tell a story about what you see.”

“Okay. Better than dying here, I suppose.”

“That’s my man.”

“Look to the left. I think someone hung their dog costume on the fence post. You have to wonder why a dog costume.”

“That’s funny. Keep going.”

“Look at the giant. I wonder what shoe size he takes?”

“Good.”

“I think we should have those bald guys put on a hat. The glare is starting to hurt my eyes.”

“You’re on a roll.”

“Check out the ape in the clouds. Looks like he might be doing a high dive into a pool.”

“Never would have seen that.”

“To the left again. The biggest crow I’ve ever seen. Hope there is some corn around her.”

“That’s no crow. It’s the eagle.”

“Yay. We came, we saw, we joked. Can we go home now?”

“Hold on. Let’s see if he flys this way. Darn, he went behind the tree.”

“Shy, I suppose. I don’t blame him. Who would want to approach a gang of humans anyway?”

“These are all conservationists.”

“Especially on conserving water and soap. Downwind is a good place.”

“You are bad.”

“Dang me.”

 

55 comments

  1. This is beautiful

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    1. Thank you, Abenaakomeah. 😁

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  2. Joke and run, eh? πŸ˜€

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    1. Yup. Good way to put it.

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  3. Lol! Good one, John!πŸ˜‰

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    1. Thank you, Jill.

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  4. I’d be grumpy, too, if I was surrounded by people who conserved water and soap. Funny stuff, John.

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    1. Thank you, Staci.

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  5. Nice one, John. Sitting still for a long time waiting for an eagle to return is not such a rare event!

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    1. I can only imagine. 😁

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  6. That eagle knows how to avoid the stink, eh?!

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    1. I think so. Thanks, GP.

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    1. Thank you, Craig. 😊

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  7. Is there anything better than making up stories about the passers-by? Or in this case, the crowd we are in… It sure does make the time go by in a little less boring manner!

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    1. Yes it does. Thank you, Dale.

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      1. πŸ™‚

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  8. Kept thinking of Mighty Eagle from Angry Birds. Made it even funnier.

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    1. That would make it funnier. Thanks, Charles. 😊

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  9. Good job, John. I love the ending.

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    1. Thank you, Dan.

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  10. That is one way to observe the eagle up close. They are opportunistic feeders. Poor momma…

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    1. Thank you, John

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  11. Loved the giant and the shoe size. Poor eagle has no idea he has such a fan club!

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    1. I think they might still be waiting there.

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  12. Hilarious, John, and clever! πŸ˜‚

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    1. Thank you, Gwen. I appreciate your comment. 😁

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  13. The ‘spirit’ moves you well! Good one!

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    1. Hahaha. Thanks, Billy Ray

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  14. Brilliant, John! I never would’ve come up with this story, but it totally works.

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    1. Thank you, Debbie. 😁

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  15. D.L. Finn, Author · · Reply

    I dont’ blame the eagle I’d avoid them too.

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    1. Me too. They smell like feet.

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      1. D.L. Finn, Author · ·

        Lol

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  16. Ha. I love to people watch. Lovely descriptions, honestly John. So good.

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    1. Thank you, Audrey. 😁

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  17. I need my daily shower at the very least so conservationism, for me? It’s on hold.

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      1. It’s true. That’s why I need to find me an amenable location should the shit ever truly hit the fan and we’re looking at an end of the world situation. End of the world or not, I need my shower.

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      2. There are ways to build showers no matter were you end up. What you can;t build is 12 year old bourbon.

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      3. This is why I call you Boss.

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  18. So many chuckles in this, John! Thank you for the much-needed laughs πŸ™‚

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    1. I’m glad, Marie. 😊

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  19. Lol, John. You never disappoint. This is another one that brought chuckles. πŸ™‚ A shy eagle. πŸ™‚

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    1. Glad you enjoyed it.

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  20. My name was Billy, I am the head you see on the fence, I once rutted with the great boars of the land. I held my own tusk to tusk, tooth to tooth, skull to skull I fought for my sows. I have fathered many young, I have strode field, hill and dale, forded rivers, fought for my place on this earth. Yet here I am beheaded, impaled on a fence post, bait for something prettier than I. Something more majestic. Can you not see? You fools; it is just a bird, a large bird and feathered to the knees so it does not look as spindly as the birds you ignore. Yet here am I, a rare specimen of boar hood, proud and strong enough to crush the silly bird without effort. Yet you humans gather at the alter of an unthinking feathered fiend when someone just like you is beheaded, impaled and deboaralized and my remains sit right in front of you. Ignored.
    A thinking, thoughtful beast compared to the dashingly pretty.
    And you humans say that looks do not matter.
    You know nothing humanity.

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    1. Excellent, Ray. Why don’t you send this to Keith?

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      1. Thanks John. I have no idea who Keith is. It is justme being silly, give me a prompt, I respond. Thanks again.

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      2. In the first paragraph, of each pompt post I let him explain how the prompt works and give his address.

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  21. Yes, the big guy is definitely doing a high dive into the pool. Good, John!

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  22. […] Picture This by John W. Howell Β© 2021 […]

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