22nd January 2015
https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/01/21/16-january-2015/
This is the first time I've joined this group - we only have a 100 words to craft something from a photo prompt.
Photo credit Georgia
Koch
No way was she getting in to that boat
She wasn't sure it would stay afloat
No amount of persuasion or cajoling
Clever coaxing or smarmy goading
Would make her put even one tiny toe
Inside that dirty boat to make it sink low
In smelly, grimy water that matched the grainy wood
Desperately she looked around for help but it was
no good
She would run like the wind all the way home
She would tell her gran and dad and mum
Those horrible boys taunted her, calling her names
She was so fed up of their horrible games.
Word count: 100
Dear Sally,
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Friday Fictioneers. I'm happy to be the first to witness your maiden voyage. I'm sure she's wise in not getting into that boat.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you, Rochelle. It's always nerve racking when you join in for the first time with an established group.
DeleteGreat little poem! Truly conveys the way young children so often are with games that can become a bit cruel. Very well crafted.
ReplyDeleteI like it. The flow of the rhyme reminds me of a Dr. Seuss story. Now we just need more pictures. It was nice to meet you, Sally. I think you'll find this little weekly exercise a lot of fun.
ReplyDeletea well-written piece. i couldn't get the image of that little girl out of my mind.
ReplyDeleteVery wise, not to rise to the boys' goading. I wouldn't get in that boat either. Great poem!
ReplyDeleteAh.. better later than ever.. thank you for you comment, and welcome to my blog. This nursery rhyme style worked so well with the story. Especially Goading and Cajoling makes a nice pair.
ReplyDeleteGreat use of 100 words Sally, I enjoyed this very much. And what a great challenge, I may have to take a little peek ...
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