Visdare Challenge # 10 The Whimsy on the photo prompt – 150 words or less (mine 150)
Your home
the grass
the plants
you love the rain
the damp
and
can I touch
your feelers
are you scared
will they retract?
I shall not hurt you,
I am curious, as you
were you really destined
to end up
as escargot?
to be cooked with butter and garlic
this is not the way
for you
So now you sit
amongst your friends
the slippery suckers
that you are
your home you carry
upon your back
you have travelled near and far
so do not fear me
little snail
though the world around
looks large
maybe you are not a pest
perhaps you are misjudged
for if I do hear
crunch under foot
when walking on rainy days
I actually do apologise
for treating you this way
your path is slow and arduous
and it’s really not my place
to accidentally crush your life
no…it shouldn’t end that way
For the snails of the world and Visdare 🙂 Possibly a little dis-jointed – open for critique.
Ramblings From A Mum 
When it rains and the snails are all over the sidewalk I put them back on the grass so they don’t get stepped on. I have even put out signs so people won’t step on them. I hate it when I accidently crush one…sigh…..
🙂
Ivonne
See animal lovers of creatures great and small was what I was trying to portray – thanks angel xx 🙂
But…hmnnn I don’t feel the same way about roaches. I gleefully kill those unless they are outside then I leave them alone.
to be cooked with butter and garlic
this is not the way
for you This had me laughing….;)
poor little poppets 😉 I’m glad
Very nice. The part about crushing them really got to me. After all every one deserves to have a life! 🙂
and sad there are so many of them crossing your path at times, it’s a case of hopping around not too – Thank you for visiting Sania and commenting.
i agree with you
as long as they stay out of my garden
if not it’s war
Cheers!
JzB
Oh Jazz – bazookas at 40 paces? Thanks for visiting! 🙂
Definitely seeing some great symbolic layers woven in with the concrete; it has an almost child-like quality to it that I really like. Someone hasn’t lost yet their childhood sense of wonder. Lovely work!!!
Angela why thank you 🙂 aren;t we still all children at heart? 😉 Thanks for the comment and visit – appreciated. x
blech, on rainy days they often come out in the hundreds and the crunch…
eeeps you eat them?
blech again. 😉
the poem was nice though. 🙂 in a nature loving way.
I don’t eat them nooo and they are specially bred for the purpose of being eaten 😦 I didn’t know quite what to write about snails in all honesty! Thanks honey xx 🙂
Poor, poor snails. Snails are people too damnit.
Ok … seriously … we don’t have a lot of snails here…but we do have slugs….and earthworms.
I walk around the slugs.
I pick the earth worms off the pavement and place them in the grass again. Nods … perhaps I am a bleeding heart…
I am not partial to slugs I have to admit… you are an animal lover, we don’t intentionally want to harm the little creatures..I love your heart xx
You are an animal lover too *smiles* … so you have to love your own heart too nod nod.
And thank you … for always saying kind things of me.
Pfft tis nuttin’ I say it how I see it…and yes I am an animal lover looks down at my chest and loves my heart too. 🙂