Kreative Kue 211 asked for submissions based on this photograph:
John W Howell is the author of the John Cannon trilogy of My GRL, His Revenge, Our Justice and Circumstances of Childhood, co-author of The Contract, and blogs at Fiction Favorites.
KISS by John W. Howell © 2019
“What’s that guy doing?”
“I hear tell humans have this thing that captures your soul.”
“Oh, come on. No one can capture a soul.”
“I’m just saying.”
“You didn’t answer my question. What’s he doing?”
“See that eye that he has brought up to his face?”
“The one with Minolta written on it?”
“That’s the one.”
“What is he doing?”
“Man. I got the question. I’m not sure I have the answer. Quit asking already.”
“Okay, then do you think he will hurt us?”
“Another unknown to me, but I don’t think we shouldn’t take any chances.”
“Think we out to spring out of here?”
“You’ve been hanging around those Springboks again, haven’t you?”
“No matter. What should we do?”
“I say we charge. There are three of us and only one of him.”
“When’s the last time you charged anything?”
“Yeah, big talk coming from a turn tail.”
“You two make me sick. Are we going to stand her looking like a 70’s rock group caught by the paparazzi?”
“I say we saunter off into the brush.”
“The brush gives me a rash. I’m not doing that.”
“Do you think a shot of our rear would be enough to scare him away?”
“Worth a try.”
“On three we’ll turn around.”
“What I like about you, Leroy is you use the KISS method of problem-solving.”
“KISS? What’s that?”
“Keep It Simple Stupid.”
“Who you calling stupid.”
“Shut up Harry. No one was talking to you.”
“I can beat your butt you know.”
“Stop fellas. We need to turn. One, Two—”
“Hold it. He’s walking away.”
“Look at that. Just the mention of our rear and he turns tail.”
“Ha ha ha. The power of the rump. Who wants to get lunch?”
“I hear there are some wildflowers at the waterhole.”
“Let’s go. I’m famished.”
“You know we could have taken that guy.”
“Hush, Berry. It’s over.”
And this from Kristian, who blogs regularly at Tales from the mind of Kristian.
Animal Thoughts Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 18/March/2019
I often wonder wistfully,
As I’m sure do you,
What do animals think about?
What in their minds, pass through?
They often stand and stare at us,
poor humans walking by,
We laugh and point and make a fuss,
They probably wonder why.
I imagine Impish Impala think
About the prank they’ll play,
On the next group of travellers
That journey past their way.
And what of the noble Gnu?
What do they consider while,
the tourists gather around them,
What makes them look and smile?
I suppose they think we’re foolish,
Standing still on our two feet,
Just to get a glimpse of them,
We brave the savannah heat.
It’s probably us and our silly ways
That makes hyena laugh,
You won’t catch them
Just to take a photograph.
And these three splendid antelope,
Of the Sable kind,
What is going through their heads?
What thoughts tick through their mind?
They look rather stern and grandly bold.
Their glance appears quite flat,
I expect that what they’re thinking is,
“Oi! What are you lot Gawping at?”
On to this week’s challenge: Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at firstname.lastname@example.org before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.