Kids were super excited to visit the deer park. And when they saw a fawn they were beyond the moon. Mom asked them to be very quiet as not to scare the deer away.
The fawn was alerted by the voices of the children but it was used to humans and didn’t just bolt away. Mom took many photos but in her excitement, she forgot to focus on the deer so most of them were blurry.
This was the best one of the lot.
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Written for CCC # 189, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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My idea of high security;
Written for CCC # 188, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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My thoughts run away
Like a high speed train
Often leaving me puzzled
And confused when I realize
The thoughts I am thinking
Have no relevance to my situation
To my current situation or problem
They have a mind of their own
Like a high speed train
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Written for CCC # 186, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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A red poppy
Stands proudly
Among those
White and bluebells
Unique, but alone
A symbol of hope
Of remembrance
A red poppy
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Written for CCC# 185, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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A few wooden slabs
Sturdy enough to bear the weight
Connecting one place to another
Caution is required when placing that first step
Cross over quickly before courage departs
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Written for CCC # 184, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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Mindy looked up accidentally and kept on staring at the tree.
A teapot and a couple of teacups were hanging from the branches near the tree trunk. She was intrigued. Who could have done that? She kept on thinking for an answer but none presented itself to her.
She decided to take a closer look. Tree climbing was one of her natural talents and in a little while, she reached the hanging crockery. As she reached to touch the teapot, an invisible hand slapped her hand away. Mindy was shocked.
What do you think you’re doing, touching our things? Came a voice from behind her.
Mindy looked but couldn’t see anyone. Who are you and why can’t I see you? She asked.
We are the tree fairies and humans can’t see us. Why are you intruding on our tea party?
Oh, I am sorry, Mindy apologized with the ready acceptance of a child. Can I join your party?
Since you’re a child with a vivid imagination, we’ll allow you to join us just this time. But you have to keep it a secret from grownups.
Mindy scrambled down the tree to get her own teacup.
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Written for CCC # 183, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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The day was hectic
I am tired, drained out
Walking home I stand by the pier
My eyes behold an amazing sight
The setting sun with a show of colors
Oranges chasing purples across the horizon
They chase away my fatigue and exhaustion
I felt renewed as the day ends
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Written for CCC# 181, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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Look at these old buildings
So much history in each nook and corner
If they could talk, imagine the stories they’d share
Yet they still tell stories, from their presence
How tall they stood facing invaders
Or how their thick wall gave refuge to worshipers
If we look closely, we can learn a lot
From these old relics, hoarders of history
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Written for CCC # 180, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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Missy left her new cap
Strung between two branches
As a gift for the little elves
Who she imagined roaming the forest
When it was gone the next day
She was jubilant that her gift was accepted
And now she looks for an elf
Wearing her new colorful cap
Perhaps she will meet them one day
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Written for CCC# 179, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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There is that old place deep in the wilderness
Memories it holds of my bygone days
I visit it in my dreams, never in real life
The guilt I feel at abandoning it eats at my soul
Better let it stand forlorn, neglected and alone
The good the bad that lives in its walls
Swirl inside that old place in solitary peace
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Written for CCC # 178, hosted by Crispina Kemp
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