FF – Seasons
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Penny Gadd.
Spring, and the river runs clear, Nature’s canvas. The world begins.
Summer, and the river teems with life. The world flourishes.
Autumn, and the river fears. Its creatures die, choking on Man’s effluence. The world teeters.
Winter, and the river mourns. Putrid sickness flows sluggishly to empty seas. The world dies.
Spring, and the river flows clear. New life appears. The world, reborn. A second chance.
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Beautiful poem, Alistair! I wonder how many more chances Nature will have given the current rate of destruction.
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This counts as a poem? Oh boy, sorry about that 😉
I don’t think we’ll get a second chance 😦
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Beautifully serene. Well done.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it.
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Water is a microcosm of life
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It is.
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Great if we get a second chance
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Fingers crossed. I’m not too hopeful though.
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There used to be an unwavering belief in the seasons. Not so much anymore. I looked up the location of your bonus photo — which looks like a lovely place to take a walk — and see it is the site of a holy well. Gives the last line in your story that much more impact.
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It was quite a pleasant place to visit! I’d never even heard of it until last week and it’s only 10 miles away.
The seasons aren’t what they used to be. “When I was a kid…”
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Did you feel any energy tingles there?
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There was definitely something… 🙂
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Lisa,
Beautifully written. Nature has its own tale to tell of life and death.
pax,
dora
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Sorry. I meant Ali, it must be time for my afternoon nap.
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My fault. Too much poetical lyrics, too little Ali’s trademark mayhem 🙂
I’m glad you liked it!
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Well written Alistair and I fear you have it somewhere near the final outcome.
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Thanks, I fear that too.
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Hope. There’s always hope.
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That’s what keeps us going.
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Second chance sounds always good, although, in real life, we don’t get it often.
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We don’t. And I fear not this time either.
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The cycle of Nature beautifully described. Great take!
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Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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You are welcome 😊
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WOW… this is different for you, Ali. Well done, this is so good 😉
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Thanks! It was too serene a scene to have it “running red with blood” or whatever 🙂
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🤣🤣
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Thank goodness all of the wealthy industrial barons were able to ride things out in their bunkers so someone can start the cycle all over again!
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They’ll only last until they realise that Jeeves isn’t bringing their 4pm tea and tiffin and “sadly” starve…
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Dear Ali,
I had to look twice to make sure I was in the right place. 😉 Lovely verse about the cycle of life and nature. Well done. I like the guest photo as well.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
I’m sure “normal service” will be resumed next week 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed my little foray into whatever that is defined as!
It was quite a coincidence that I’d taken some relevant photos just that morning!
Ali
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A second chance – let’s not waste it this time, it may be the last. Nice one, Ali.
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Yep, after this I fear we’ve used up all our chances.
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Such a meaningful and beautiful story. That well looks beautiful, too. I love it.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂 Menacuddle Well was well worth a little visit.
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I absolutely LOVE what you did here.
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Thanks! Something a bit different to my usual 🙂
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I love different. I’m glad that you experimented.
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What have you done with Alistair?
All jokes aside, this is so well done and, as we know, second chances are a gift rarely given.
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It’s me, I’m still here!
I’m glad you liked my different little contribution 😊
A second chance is gold dust.
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It was a lovely side of you. And yes, I did like it!
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🙂
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Very well observed, life’s cycle of the world along the river. I liked your additional photo, it looks like a great walk.
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It was a very pleasant place to visit, and I’m glad you enjoyed my story!
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Well told circle of life tale here.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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Beautiful post
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Thanks!
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Nature gives second chances galore, but I think we are wearing the line thin.
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I think so too.
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In some ways, we’ve already had our second chance with our rivers. Many of them have been cleaned up sufficiently to support fish once more. I hope we don’t regress as we struggle with climate change.
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Yes. A second chance for the world perhaps, without us…
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The cycle of life. The seasons are amazing.
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They are.
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Your words flowed like the waters in the photo prompt.
There’s a serenity to the story. Nicely done … Be safe 😷
Isadora 😎
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Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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well said. just tell it like it is. 🙂
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Yep 🙂
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Felt such quiet peace as I viewed your photo and read your words. Megwetch and Thankyou for posting this.
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I’m glad you liked it, thanks for your lovely comment.
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Eloquently expressed. (I kept looking for the punchline…😉)
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Thanks! No twist this time 🙂
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An eloquent story Ali, a poem to the beauty and the fragility of nature. Beautiful.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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