AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Monday, September 6, 2010

Street Sailing


Microfiction Monday #47 ~ where a picture paints 140 characters, or even fewer. Susan says:
Photos will be from my own archives; illustrations are from Dover Publications' free clipart sample newsletter.
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A giant curl of water leered over his tiny boat.
His hand willed the nightmare to stop.
Homeless, he sailed his flooded street to nowhere.
(140 characters)
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Hosted by Susan (Ireland) @ Stony River

16 comments:

K said...

Quite a unique take on tis picture. This creates and entire story in my head. He's homeless, eh?

Bill ~ {The Old Fart} said...

Poor Soul, I can only try to imagine what it would be like to be Homeless.

This was really good.

Ellie said...

A homeless and tortured soul. So few words giving so much emotion. I'd love to read more of this one.

Have a wonderful week x

Peggy said...

A weary soul trying ti did himself out. A daily exercise for the homeless. Very moving for me.
Have a god week.

Sylvia K said...

A very moving post, Gemma, I immediately thought of the homeless people in New Orleans after Katrina! Hope your week is off to a great start!

Sylvia

hope said...

Very interesting take! We don't appreciate what we have until we can't have it, huh?

sylviamorice said...

Another one that made me sad....maybe I'm just having a sad day. But good take on the picture.
Have a great week ahead. Cheers!

Thom said...

WOOT: I love this. I would have never thought to make it a story about being homeless. I love the second sentence. Very well done my friend :) Have a great week ahead :)

Pat said...

This is a good metaphor for hopelessness in homelessness. Well done!

Jingle said...

homeless,
nightmare,

big deal in a few words.
lovely done!

Suz said...

oh my quite a sad story hinted at here....you put your thinking cap on for this one
good one

Poetic Shutterbug said...

So very creative. Wow, great take and quite an imagination.

John's comments said...

Eek, another bad summer! Thanks for dropping by to read my 140. Sorry for the delay but dealing with drama of son having to dash across Italy to catch his flight. Hope your week goes better then his!

g-man said...

Gemma...
This is the only Flood Story I've seen...
Great Job!!!

SouthLakesMom said...

Gemma, this is the best one today -- a complete story that leaves me wanting to know the next chapter.

Very impressive!

Dr. Chandana Shekar said...

I liked it. Pretty unique. Thanks for commenting on my MM

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