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Sandy the Beach Sheep

Driftwood stopped drifting
to become
A close knit community

Wordless Wednesday: Sandy Face


Wordless Wednesday


Where for art thou Metaphor?

First off thank you to Lynn for the Sunshine award. Check out Lynn’s blog if you haven’t already, she is a lovely lady and a very talented poet.

Now it’s time for the new metaphor game. Before the ice disappeared I hoofed it down to the park to take some nice photos to use today. Get your game heads on and your chicken feathers ready!


Furry workout
Making strides
Ice bergs on Erie
Too many croutons in the soup
Ice stew
Frozen stream of thought
cold reflections

And here’s a poem I whipped up from last week’s metaphors:

What’s this? Corgi asks
Humans, so lame?
I enter the curvy snake
the subway for dogs
Will I escape unharmed
from this poor man’s winter croquet?

Any metaphors to add today? Or chicken cake recipes?

Oh and by the way it’s March break here next week and hubby is even taking the week off too, so I shall take a spontaneous blogging break. I’ll catch up on Twitter or Facebook 😉 and I also have a new idea for a Monday post that I’d love some feedback on. I’d like to post pictures from StumbleUpon that either inspire you or bring out the child in you and I thought it would be awesome if I had guests i.e. you lot, picking a picture, perhaps one of colour for your mood or a flower or a funny childish picture. Then pick words that you think of from looking at the picture and I will write you an inspiring poem for the week. Then you can put the whole post or just the picture on Pinterest. Therefore we get to use two relatively new things woo hoo! If I don’t have a guest one week, I’ll pick one. Do you like that idea?


Write Campaign Challenge 3

I’m being naughty posting twice in one day. I just couldn’t wait to join in with this one 🙂 Rachael is at it again with challenge 3. Check out the other entries here. Mine is no. #34

In 300 words or less, excluding the title, show that it is:

  • Morning
  • A man or woman or both is at the beach
  • That the MC is bored.
  • That something stinks behind where she/he is sitting.
  • Something surprising happens.

Involve all five senses and include the random words synbatec, wastopaneer and tacise.

  • Stay in the moment
  • Avoid summarizing
  • Avoid the passive i.e. was
  • Avoid feel
  • Use memories, things the character notices etc. as well as physical actions.

Mine is called: The Beached Whale

Rose looked forward to the mud pools and spa treatments she planned to have on her luxury holiday. She knew they cost a lot at home and really looked forward to the holiday indulgence. As the orange red hue rose slowly above them, Rose and her husband, Vince lay down on sun loungers, wanting to make the most of their first day. The wastopaneer heat surprised them. After twenty minutes of pretending to enjoy it, Rose fidgeted and tossed and turned.

“What’s wrong with you? Can’t you just relax? We’re on holiday for tacise sake!”

Vince stood up, the heat rising in his face complemented his MUFC towel perfectly.

“Will you sit down!” hissed Rose. “Everyone on the beach can hear you.”

Vince stuffed his hand into the beach bag and pulled out his ipod. Rose rolled her eyes and decided to go for a walk around the complex.

Vince fell asleep, leaving his back to burn where his hand print didn’t reach, as he drifted off to neverland. He neither saw, nor heard the fracas behind him as row upon row of holiday makers fled in fear from the flood of thick gray mud oozing out of the pool and spreading like spilled milk all over the beach.

Rose heard screaming and came running around the corner of Synbatec Hotel just in time to see her husband disappear under the hot mud. His rounded figure in gray said it all.

“Oh no!” Rose clapped her hands to her cheeks. “My husband is a beached whale.”


Ripple (a poem)


Foamy bubbles
Coat the sand
Busy tide
Finding land

Under current
Making waves
Back and forth
And into caves

Up to shore
Movements slow
Shallow water
To and fro

Waves grow small
The sand they tickle
That is what
They call a ripple