Tag Archives: nature

It’s All Yellow

Nancy Merrill’s photography theme, that is!

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Lovely Trees

Cee’s theme is trees and my photo search pulled up a lot! Here are some…


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PFF10: Rhode Island

Time

Welcome to my Friday Flashback! This post originally appeared here on August 8, 2012, 7 years and 1 day ago. In case you don’t click through to the source comments, the professor/poet’s name was Laurence Lieberman. I got a lot of kickass support for my post then ~ yay writing peeps! 💖

Rhode Island

When I was 18 and just starting college in Illinois, I took a poetry class from a famous poet. I don’t recall his name just now, but he was impressive. For some reason that I didn’t really understand (and still don’t), poetry unlike other writing is supposed to be “real” — you’re not supposed to write about things that you haven’t experienced. At least that was the unspoken assumption then. But I hadn’t experienced anything.

A few months in we were to write about a place yada yada. Nothing inspired my creativity, so I decided to write about a fictional beach in Rhode Island. I had returned there, expecting something, but ended up feeling nothing, etc. People loved it, the professor thought it was good, too. Then another student pointed out there was a small flaw: I had screwed up the color of the water. She had actually been to Rhode Island beaches. Oh. At that point I said I had made it all up.

The students were shocked, and then applauded. The professor congratulated me and gave me an A. I don’t think it was an A-worthy poem. He just liked that I had the balls to fictionalize poetry, though I didn’t really think this was such a BFD.

Now that I’m back to writing “real fiction” as opposed to erotica (for the time being), I sometimes think to incorporate a few of my real experiences, in a highly disguised and fictionalized way, natch. But that writing turns out to be some of my worst almost without fail. When I make shit up out of whole cloth, it’s generally much better, especially if I know absolutely nothing of what I’m talking about.

And now there’s Google to look things up like the color of the ocean off Rhode Island to get the nitpickers off my back. 

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Gardens

Cee has gardens as her fun foto challenge theme this week, and I think I can dig up a few pretties…

My trip to Portlandia with Diane:

Shakespeare Garden Peach rose beeYellow rose bee

The Huntington Gardens in San Marino:

Huntington Gardens Huntington Gardens

Some sweet pics from my last visit to Alameda:

Alameda garden Alameda garden Alameda garden

Chihuly’s glass garden on Catalina:

Chihuly glass garden

And of course an octopus’s garden (in the shade)!

Octopus garden

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Firewood [flash 124]

Firewood

Jake slid his phone back in his jacket, for no camera could capture this magnificence. The sunrise beamed through the tree branches and set the forest path aglow like a mystical morning fireplace. Everything bloomed in molten hues of red, orange, and gold. These woods were bewitching and the farther he wandered, the more certain he was he’d made the right decision. Only last week he’d sold everything, quit his desk job, and left his dull life for a nomadic existence, traveling nature’s paths, being at one with the rhythm of the tides, and sleeping under a blanket of stars every night.

Jake was so blissed out picking berries in the sun shower that never heard the mountain lion pad softly up behind him.

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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge 25

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In Other Words, the beach…

I have always lived near the beach:

East Coast, West Coast, Lake Michigan.

I prefer them at sunrise, cold, and empty,

Their stark majesty revealed to me alone,

Waves whispering secrets from the moon.

Shades of Pink

Nancy has chosen one of my favorite colors for this week’s theme. So, without further ado…

Thursday Inspiration 12

Welcome to Thursday Inspiration! This is my weekly prompt post and hopefully it will inspire you to write something creative, perhaps a poem or a piece of flash fiction. If you’d like to share your writing with the community, please indulge me and tag your post with #p0eticlicense and/or #lightm0tifs, and of course link back if you wish. I will try to visit everyone who participates. 🙂

This week’s theme is garden and the picture is below. Here is the song snippet from “Octopus’s Garden,” written by Richard Starkey in 1969:

I‘d like to be under the sea
In an octopus’ garden in the shade
He’d let us in, knows where we’ve been
In his octopus’ garden in the shade

Photo found on Pixabay

Song Lyric Sunday ~ Dog

Jim gives us a zodiac theme this week and I chose dog… “Me and You and a Dog Named Boo.” This song was written in 1971 by Roland Kent Lavoie, better known as Lobo, for his album Introducing Lobo.

I remember to this day
The bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tires
After the summer rain
Will power made that old car go
A woman’s mind told me that so
Oh how I wish
We were back on the road again

Me and you and a dog named boo
Travelin’ and livin’ off the land
Me and you and a dog named boo
How I love being a free man

I can still recall
The wheat fields of St. Paul
And the morning we got caught
Robbing from an old hen
Old McDonald he made us work
But then he paid us for what it was worth
Another tank of gas
And back on the road again

I’ll never forget the day
We motored stately into big L.A.
The lights of the city put settlin’
Down in my brain
Though it’s only been a month or so
That old car’s buggin’ us to go
We’ve gotta get away and get back on
The road again

Jungle [flash 99]

She painted her house all the joy she’d been denied. Fresh dripping sugar mango walls. Bright glittering turquoise waves across the floor. The ceiling turned into pink puffs of cotton candy for she’d never been to a fair. Why shouldn’t her bed be covered in soft flowers? Tulips were her favorite, purple velvety tulips. There needed to be green! The bathroom was green, like a jungle, twisting vines and lush leaves everywhere.

“Wonderful, Jillian!” the Director exclaimed. “It’s time to put our paints away now and have dinner. Tomorrow we can paint again.”

But Jillian was finished with painting.

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Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction