Mondays Finish the Story – They say Life is a Game of Chess!

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Photograph by Barb W. Beacham copyright © 2014

The Photo and Sentence Prompt: “They say that life is a game of chess…”

 

They say that life is a game of chess. Okay, I’m good with that, after spending (in my previous post – the story for Sunday Photo Fiction) a cold, drafty hungry weekend at a castle, I’m really into the whole game of chess thing. Just one question – who made the queen so powerful?

Could we have a little more sharing of powers going on here. I mean the king can barely take a step in any direction without getting stomped on, and he’s the king. You know, head honcho, main dude, Number Ono, and the big prize on the board, still he’s pretty much powerless. But perhaps there’s a truth in this.

Maybe it’s true for everyone. Perhaps the meaning of life is that the king’s not much different than the lowly pawn. Well, except the king has people wait on him and wears groovy clothes and things, but other than that, oh and he probably eats really well and has people (probably the pawn) help him find his way around drafty castles”… no wait this isn’t working out the way I thought …

I guess life is like a game of chess because they both confuse the heck out of a person.

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For more information about Mondays Finish The Story (flash fiction) Writers Challenge, where the writer uses both a photo and an opening sentence for the prompt: click HERE. Barb will guide you through the process, be sure and read some of the other well written entries while you’re there.

Thanks for stopping by and reading,

~ Penny

Some fun for Everyone – Horton hears a Tardis!

I first wrote and posted this about a year ago, I hope you enjoy:

For all you “Dr Who” lovers – a bit of fun! 🙂

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copyright Nick Holmes

Horton Hears a Tardis
The day started out simply pleasant
In fact Horton knew it was great,
His favoritest meal
the bestest real deal
Was of course a nut full of plates! (actually it’s “a plate full of nuts” but then it wouldn’t rhyme would it. hello?)
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Suddenly, Horton hears a strange sounding
and thinks to himself “Oh, no …
Not Whoville again?
They just would not send …
In fact, this time I’ll refuse to go.
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But it turns out it wasn’t the Whoville
But rather “Dr Who” that arrived,
In his tardis he came
Horton hardly could blame
The Whovilles for who was inside.
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And so Horton looked at the tardis
and then, of course at Doctor Who,
he said “no offense
And don’t think me dense,
but exactly ‘Who are you?’ “
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And of course Dr. Who replied “Brilliant”
“What a capital elephant you be,
for though we’ve just met
You already get
The person, of course ‘Who’ is me!”
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And Horton looked first at the tardis
And once again at Doctor Who,
Still shaking his head
and wished for his bed
replied one more time “Who? Are you?”
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“Yes I am”, the good doctor responded
“And most happy to meet you am I,
If you really don’t mind
and would be so kind
We must wait for the Dalek to arrive.”
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Now Horton, as you know is a thinker
Deep thoughts are really his forte,
But Doctor Who was a puzzle
And in a bit of a fuzzle
Horton knew not what to say.
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And so Dr. Who told him the story
The Daleks were bad guys, he knew,
So Horton told them (Dr. Who and his companions) to stay
And they left the next day (actually it was longer, but that doesn’t rhyme either),
The tardis, the Daleks, and Dr. Who.
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Well Horton was glad when they vanished
Back to whenever they were from,
Now when Horton listens
He’s not listening for a who
but rather the sound of the drums (spoiler).
(you’ve gotta watch the tv series to figure the last line out!)
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For all you “Dr. Who” TV fans I hope you enjoyed this little bit of farce! I don’t claim to have the talent of Dr. Seuss, but this was fun to write. 

Have a great day!

~ Penny

To have a Post or not to have a Post … that is the question!

Tree Swallows

“Hey Joe, that’s my post (post – get it all you bloggers, lol)!

“Well excuussseee me! I don’t see your name on it, Dave!”

(Stay tuned to see how this plays out. Will Dave be able to keep his post? Or will Joe hang on to the post he now considers his own. Actually they both see a cute chick and leave in just a little while to see where she’s heading – so having a post becomes a moot point!)

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Just a little humor here, hope you’re all enjoying your weekend!

~ Penny

 

 

Sunday Photo Fiction – The Pose, or why Aliens still haven’t landed here!


Time For another flash fiction (more or less – oh alright, short story) for SUNDAY PHOTO FICTION, brought to you each week by Alastair, the Hoster (that’s the male form of Hostess, for all you folks who aren’t into etiquette) to find out more info or take part, yourself, (as the writer) check in right HERE for more details. My story follows based on the photo below!

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Photograph by © Alastair Forbes

Don’t Move – You’re in The Perfect Pose!

“I don’t think I can stand still much longer.” (says the alien speaking telepathically to his captain who is still on board the space vessel.)

“No, we need you to stay right where you are and whatever you do, don’t move. Stay completely stationary in that pose. We’ve fooled them all so far.”

“And so what?”

“When we received the diagram of this figure and were able to create you to look just like this, we knew it would be just the thing.”

“Again I ask, for what exactly?”

“You’re mingling with the earth crowd.”

“There is no crowd. Only every now and then a rude bi-pedal creature comes along and puts some kind of awful tasting round metallic food in my mouth, and twists my head. It’s really uncomfortable, not to mention embarrassing. I don’t even have any arms to push them away.”

“But we’re learning so much.”

“No we’re not. This is dumb. I feel dumb. Can I come back to the ship now.”

“Where’s your sense of adventure. We’re a science vessel and you’re here on Earth, passively collecting information. Aren’t you excited?”

“No, I just want to leave. To tell you the truth, I feel stupid and stiff and OMG (gosh), I’m blue. I’ll never live this down when I get back to the spaceship. I’m going to be the butt of every joke the crew can think of.”

“Oh, alright I’m bringing you up, but with incomplete information, we won’t be able to come back this way for a long time.”

“And that’s the first intelligent thing I’ve heard you say. Farewell Earthlings. We’ll come again when we return from infinity, ha, ha, ha!” (Alien voice echoes in the breeze as he disappears from view.)

Hope you enjoyed my silly romp of fantasy. Have a great day and better tomorrow,

~ Penny

If Snowflakes fell in colors

colored snowflakes

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What If the snow fell in colors

and rainbows were shaded in gray

And the sun rose at night

and the moon in daylight

What would we do or say?

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What if the fish took to flying

and all of the birds walked on land

and the wind didn’t blow

and flowers didn’t grow

but lay on the beach just like sand?

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What if we frowned when we’re happy

What if we smiled when we’re sad

If everything changed

And was all rearranged

Would it really turn out to be bad?

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Change seems to happen so often

It is hard to stay on the ball

Yet still it is so

we need change to grow

So I guess, I’ll go along with it all.

(I really would like the colored snowflakes, though!)

Penny, 2014

 

 

A little humor here (very little, LOL!)

By ferry11

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“So um, hey bud … pal of mine,
you’re just cleaning your paws here
… right?
I mean it’s you and me … right, guy?”

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Sometimes keeping your friends close and your enemies closer is not necessarily a good idea!

Hope everyone is having the best weekend they can have (all things considered). Stay cool – or warm, as the case might be and take care of you.

Thanks for stopping by,

~ Penny