Birds of a Feather.
I desperately want to give credit to the wonderful person that suggested this challenge to me, but alas, I’ve now spent an hour searching for the comment and to no avail. This will not happen again. It will be carved in stone. Will the person responsible for this splendid challenge please stand up? (Clap, clap, clap) and thank you.
The suggestion was Blue Birds and I immediately visualized photo essays and stories of all sorts of birds – not just Blue Birds, but any type of bird. Then, oops, my weird imagination took over and I thought that Edgar Allen Poe never listened to his best friend, the Raven. Poe just kept on writing. Oh, and The Birds , hen pecking, ???Bird drops keep falling on my head ???, the bird of paradise or perhaps the Phoenix bird rising from a pile of ashes.
I am a bird lover and enjoy the red winged black birds that come in droves to share their song. One year our pond was full of tuxedo ducks and gray herons. There is no limit on what you can write to this challenge.
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My challenge is to write anything you want (in any form you desire) about birds.
Ideas: I’ll be anxiously waiting to read your ideas.
Suggestions: Sure, please correct my grammar and send me challenges you’d like to see.
The Rules:
Make sure you put this (Wednesday Writing Essentials - WWE - Birds) in your title.
Be sure to tag it with WWE, Birds, Gather Writing Essentials.
Post to Gather Writing Essential.
I ask that you make your submission(s) by next Tuesday afternoon.
There is a limit of three submissions from each member per day. If you’re extremely prolific, spread out your work and post only three submissions per day.
Put this challenge statement at the beginning or end of your submission so readers will know what you’re supposed to do and won’t think you’re crazy.
Challenge:
Write (in any form you desire) about birds.
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Featured below are the responses I was able to locate to last Wednesday’s challenge a few from last week's challenge. They are outstanding and worth checking out.
Below the Surface, by A. F. Stewart
Submerged, by A. F. Stewart
The Sea is my prison, by Karen Vaughan
Wading Through the Spiritlands, by Quinn (aka Entwife) Blackburn
How to Five a Cat a Pill, by Amanda S.
In Her Bloodstream, by Quinn (aka Entwife) Blackburn
Black Hearts and Pirate Lovers, by Winona (the crazy rat lady)
The One That Got Away, by Winona (the crazy rat lady)
VIEW FROM A WINDWARD SHORE, by Barbary Chaapel
DANGER, by Alice G.
PIECES ON THE BEACH, by David W.
Cats & Puddles, by Amanda S.
It's Not a Beaver, by Irina Dimitric
The Ocean's Opinion, by Franklin Newman
Amazing Max, by Irina Dimitric
Coupled with Mindful Poetry's FOTM-Terzanelle, by Stacey
Mourning Song On The Pacific, by Granny Janny
I Know A Little Pussy, by Granny Janny
I'm Drowning!, by Len Maxwell
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Tony Brent
Poor little robin
Walkin', walkin', walkin' to missouri
He can't afford to fly.
Got a penny for a Poor little robin
Walkin' walkin' walkin' to missouri
Got a teardrop in his eye.
I hope my story don't make you cry,
But this birdie flew too high;
He flew from his old Missouri home.
He fell right into the city ways, like dancin' in cabarets,
From party to party he would roam.
Poor little robin
Walkin', walkin', walkin' to missouri
He can't afford to fly.
Got a penny for a Poor little robin
Walkin' walkin' walkin' to missouri
Got a teardrop in his eye.
He met a birdie who looked so nice,
A real bird of paradise,
Good lookin' but fickle in the heart.
She gave him kisses and gave him sighs,
But oh, how she told him lies,
'Cause she loved another from the start.
Poor little robin
Walkin', walkin', walkin' to missouri
He can't afford to fly.
Got a penny for a Poor little robin
Walkin' walkin' walkin' to missouri
Got a teardrop in his eye.
His dreams are battered, his feathers bent,
Now he hasn't got a cent;
He feels like his heart is gonna break.
So if he ever walks up to you,
Please throw him a crumb or two,
'Cause you could have made the same mistake.
Poor little robin
Walkin', walkin', walkin' to missouri
He can't afford to fly.
Got a penny for a Poor little robin
Walkin' walkin' walkin' to missouri
Got a teardrop in his eye.
Got a teardrop in his eye.
Here they are shy and stay near the wet meadow up the road.
Good challenge, Pam.
Mark Twain wrote "everyone complains about the weather but nobody ever does anything about it", I wouldn't try to change the weather but I would do something about the fundamental injustices of the world like starving children both here and abroad; even with that kind of money I wouldn't change the world but I could sure improve it.
I hope you win the jackpot! I can't change the weather, but I can hope for the best for you.
I never play but I got two quick-picks today for me and my eldest niece, she wants a castle in Ireland if we win... I think that's a suitable investment (:
Great prompt. There must be a million bird phrases.
I have an idea, but can't decide if to write in first or third person that is roughly 18% factual.
Thanks for sharing and submitting to
The Surreal Circus.
You had so many responses it'll take a while to get through them.
Since Gather isn't informing us of many group posts, I actually spent hours hooking up with active GWE members so that I'd be informed of their posts. I think that's why I'm finding so many wonderful responses.
I need to apologize to you. I just now realized that I had not added your information to the WE Homepage. I honestly thought I had. I must have done it a dream. (not fun) I have just now updated it with your information. Would you mind checking it out to see if it meets with your approval.
Again, I am so so sorry!