she's still not over the fact that she is under the ground she speaks in rattly, clattery hissing voices whenever they come around "I'll reach right up and turn your ankles you unforgivable gits, for burying me, prematurely, over a spell of the coughing fits" so angry with her new residence and bored a deeper shade of blue she's knocked over her marble marker and broken it clean in two. Boo! ~ Rene 2010 To join Magpie Tales click HERE For another take on this magpie please check out "The Song Of The Stone Healer"
This made me smile, Rene! Hope all is well with you!
ReplyDeleteWe can only assume the secret of the smile!
ReplyDeleteOnly the wearer of the smile is aware of the real reason :)
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Very entertaining and creative response to the prompt!
ReplyDeleteprobably, though describing it loftily is always better :)
ReplyDeleteSoap bubble Gibraltar... I love it!
ReplyDeleteSo inventively written! x
ReplyDeleteVisiting your blog is always thoroughly enjoyable!!
ReplyDeleteThis just made me smile! Happy Monday!
ReplyDeleteAnd happy gastricity to all..!
ReplyDeleteGreat play of textures and consistencies, with one hell of a punch line. I dig it, Rene!
ReplyDeleteEvery Gastro Cloud has a silver lining , its "The Poetics Of Space "!
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