Visdare 19: Inspect Curiosity and a child’s innocence


What’s your name?
You are a big fish
Do you have a mummy and daddy?
Did they leave you here?
Why are lying down?
Do you have friends?
You have blood on you lip is it sore?
Can’t you talk?
My name is Addy
I have a brother
I like your colours
Do you want to be my friend?
We could go and get some ice cream?
Do you like ice cream?
I like chocolate the best then umm strawberry
I could ask mummy to get you some?
How many friends do you have?
My mummy and daddy eat fish but I wouldn’t eat you
You look so sad
I can be your friend if you want me too?



150 words – or less

Another great Visual Dare  photo prompt from Angela at Anonymous Legacy. Hop over and try throwing your line in.

Fish out of water

I am not normally this way
I am bright and bubbly
I interact, make others laugh

The last few weeks have changed me
I’m a fish out of water wanting air
bumping into corners

I want to fit in but feel I’m not
feel that a friendship has been lost
why do I feel this way, what can I say

A friendship of many years
is struggling to survive and I don’t
have a fix it button

I feel alienated though perhaps
I am to blame, for my way of thinking
is different, has pride got in the way

I want it mended to heal so I can be me
that others will let me join in
but I’m a fish for now

without a fix it button

Join me Fellow Bloggers + an Aussie Accent.

Fellow Bloggers

stand sit before you today in admiration of blogging.

Are we united as one?
(murmurs amongst the flock)

To spread the word good people.
(hallelujah brother)

The words of possibly just crap poetry, prose, life-style, photographs, history, relationships, humour, sadness, recipes, children, holidays, happy snaps, music, art, hate, love, our marriage, our lack of marriage and chocolate?

My fellow brethren Blogg-er-ren today let it be known that we are a community that have the need to share our desires  stories. We are bound together by words upon a page. We shall not succumb to our everyday existence any longer!

Let’s almost wet our pants be excited for another follower that has deemed us deserving to follow. Let our heart beats quicken when our visitor numbers soar.


Let us take the time to pass comment, to comment on comments, to read, to in fact dear blogg-er-rens to be involved with our fellow blogg-er-rens and be in awe of the talent we witness here today and everyday.

This is my world, this is YOUR world, let us communicate, let us rejoice, let us sing the praises of WP (do I need a straw) for allowing us to come together, be united as one for the sole purpose of spilling our guts out, wondering if anyone will give a damn, gawd not other post from him/her of sharing our stories!

For we are all individuals with different stories to tell, different lives, that have shaped us and my dear blogg-er-ren as you all know we do so love to write.

Let us not be obsessed with our own talent, let us brag be humbled by those that have found us worthy and of whom we find worthy!

Let me hear you rejoice, I say stand up blogg-er-ren let me hear you loud, the written word is before us!

Hold hands with the one next to you or in this case your mouse, thank the almighty WP for granting us, for saving us from an existence of boredom, housework, going for Sunday drives, tending to the children, cooking, cutting our toe-nails, shopping, taxi-ing the youngsters around and work.

No longer are we slaves to the every day to day reality that WAS our lives, for this has consumed us blogg-er-ren, taken us on a different pathway, the pathway we knew as hell I’m bored  I think I have talent to be shared with the world and the world wants to hear it!!

Now for a very special treat or perhaps not my fellow blogg-er-ens.. some of you wanted to hear the Great Aussie Accent….