Between Plots and Characters.

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The last time I posted, I talked of gardening being one of my favourite activities when not writing. The photos were of a pink and white amaryllis and an orange one. The white one, pictured above, flowered later. I had five blooms on the end of a rather long stem. Gardening gives me a break from hours of typing to produce a story. It is a great help if I have become too tense about an aspect of my writing and need to stand back for a while. Some of the knowledge I have learnt from gardening, and also as a member of a local horticultural society, has found its way into a few of my stories. 

To those of you who write: Happy writing. 

 

BIG in the Big Top

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Dropping Down and Becoming Excited

Linda the potato and Sylvester the carrot were clinging tightly to Big Bruce the blue balloon’s thick, blue hair as they dropped through the star-filled night. There wasn’t so much as a breath of wind and Big Bruce could no longer float. They were going down, down, down. The three friends were becoming more and more excited because they were heading towards a brightly coloured circus tent. Lots of happy music and clapping was coming from the huge tent. It was made up of so many colours that Linda the potato was sure it was almost impossible to count them all.

“We’re going to land on top of the tent,” Big Bruce called out. “Just where the pointy bit sticks up.”

“That’s right at the middle of the very top,” said Sylvester the carrot, as he pushed some of his long purple hair away from his face so he could see better.

“No. No we’re not going to land on top,” said Linda the potato. She was bending over the side of Big Bruce while clinging on tightly as they came closer to the ginormous tent. Her blue eyes were wide behind her pink-framed glasses as she tried to work out where they would land. “There’s a hole close to the top of the tent and I think we’re going right through,” she said.

“Whoopee! This is cool,” Sylvester the carrot called out, and he clapped his long-fingered purple hands in excitement. “We’re going to land in the middle of the circus.”

Copyright: Andrew Pender-Smith

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‘Big in the Big Top’ is the fourth and final story in the ‘Be Brave’ series involving Big Bruce the blue balloon, Linda the potato who loves singing and everything pink, and Sylvester the carrot with long purple hair who lies to dance. You may find the series on Amazon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Spinning Away

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Spinning Away


The sky cracked open

and I spun away

with whirling lights in my head.


The great bird beneath me

opened its wings

and flapped from

one fantastic place to another.


Moons sang and suns

danced in one wild, weird place,

while delicate frost touched trees

of rainbow hues in another.


The black bird opened its orange beak

and sang us onwards

until we came to a frozen lake.

Silver children skated its

myriad-coloured surface

and butterflies of sparkling ice sang:

‘’Isn’t this nice.

Isn’t this nice.’’


We journeyed on past planets

of indescribable blue

and shot up a waterfall

that roared and rushed into

valleys vast and mysteriously deep.


We came to a full, red moon

that was spinning and jigging to its own

private tune.

It smiled at the black bird and

waved at me before floating away

over a long, green stream

of ribboning bubbles and delicate spray.


Finally, the air turned wonderfully warm

while a billion waltzing stars

catapulted in exotic, endless display.


Then, down, down we planed

in a golden moment that

jetted us over a gleaming sea.

‘’Home again. Home again,’’

the black bird sang with me.


I was now on soft beach sand.

I turned around once and the bird

was gone, flying on to I know not where.

I lay down on the fine, fine sand and

held onto memory after mad, marvellous memory

as one wild moon after another

looked down and winked at me.


© Andrew Pender-Smith

 

The Spaceship Shook

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The Spaceship Shook

 It was suddenly midnight blue

and a light flashed through

the hitherto unreachable galaxy.


Mars, Jupiter and Neptune were fun

but travelling beyond the Milky Way we spun

out of control on the intergalactic highway.


The spaceship shook and veered to the right.

Before our eyes was the most spectacular sight:

a purple and green place filled with shooting stars!


Our hair stood on end as we dropped

between multi-coloured, popped-

open comets and angry-ganged asteroids.


We left our craft, clambered on a falling

star and went pink-planet exploring.

This was whizzing- wild alien territory!


A whispering breeze took us from planet

to planet as a cold, crystal blanket

of singing ice sighed and parted.


The planet’s floor was creviced and black.

Pale purple mountains moaned as a crater began to crack

open and we drifted to a satin lake.

We glided out into luminous night

in a boat of curious sight

and entered a most peculiar city.


Buildings rose and dropped and bopped around

as a billion silver people danced upon the ground

and waved while a vanilla river swept us away.


At last we came upon a catapulting star

that shrieked and shot us up, out far,

till we landed back on the now invisible spaceship.


In full throttle and changing gear

we began to steer

our way to earth.


From far, far off we thought we

heard the sounds of mirth,

of a billion silver people laughing.

But a little blue moon put out

its arms to dance with our craft

and we never did find out who laughed.

Instead, we clapped and we wept

for it had been fun

but we couldn’t remember

how it had all begun.

And we wanted to do it again,

and again, and again.

                 © Andrew Pender-Smith

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This poem has been used as a choral verse in schools, appears in an anthology of the Speech and Drama Association of South Africa, and in a collection of poems called ‘Fantastic Spacey Racy Thing and Lots and Lots of Other Poems’ by Andrew Pender-Smith. Those interested in using the poem are free to do so provided full acknowledgement of the author is made. If you enjoyed this fantasy poem, you may enjoy ‘A Strange, Sweet Lullaby’ published on Green Monkey Publications on the 12th of February 2018.

With good wishes,

Andrew Pender-Smith

 

 

A Strange, Sweet Lullaby

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A Strange, Sweet Lullaby


I was up in a mind-blowing

solar system, sitting on

an ice-blue dragon with

glittering, shimmering wings.

My mind was a new shooting star

as I sang in the star-spangled brightness

of a billion bauble-filled vistas.

Far to the left were peppermint moons

while right close by were

peach-coloured, cartwheeling butterflies.

The planets that spun and danced on their

way to distant, dazzling suns

were tiny and topaz and strawberry pink.


The dragon arrowed up, up, up into a

whole new place, and it glowed to the

tip of its tail before it sang in a resonant voice.

It was a strange, sweet lullaby that was

smooth and gloriously soothing.

The peppermint moons listened and

hummed a refrain to the constant streaming

of tinkling platinum particles.

Then we were no longer alone as dragon

after wing-flapping dragon was there,

each with a laughing child on its back.

Where we were going, I cannot say,

but that it was good to be there,

each happy child understood.

The Earth was barely a memory

and the vistas before us were warm

and utterly welcoming.

We put up our hands and clapped

as we sang.


Up, up we soared into

soft, streaming light.

And we never looked back!

Our faces, our eyes, and then

all of us bounced and beamed into

the billion bright baubles and we

each became one of them.


The dragons planed down.

They were going back to Earth.

And us?

We had found a new place

way beyond outer space,

and we were now beautifully

part of it all.


‘Transmogrified?’, ‘Transcended?’

call it what you will,

but we were still us and

also new again,

and it was an absolute thrill.

        © Andrew Pender-Smith 2018

If you enjoyed this poem, you might like to also read ‘THAT’S FANTASTIC!’ by Andrew Pender-Smith. Click on the link to take a look. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B078HF378N

 

 

THAT’S FANTASTIC!

 

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Hip Hip Hooray! THAT’S FANTASTIC!’ the third children’s story in the ‘Be Brave’ series by Andrew Pender-Smith has just been released. I encourage you to take a  look by clicking on the link http://www.amazon.com./dp/B078HF378N

The others in the series are ‘Floating into Happiness’ and ‘Singing and Clapping’. 

The photo at the top of the page was used to create the cover.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Gift for Life

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A Gift For Life

To every mother and father,

and gran and grandpa, too.

Here’s an important message

that’s meant just for you.


If you want the child in

your life to get ahead.

You need to expand his mind.

You need to feed what’s in his head.


Read aloud to your child

every day of your life.

Read stories about anything,

even those that are fantastic and wild.


You’ll build his vocabulary.

Help him to think.

He’ll be able to visualise

and become very wise.


As readers are leaders,

help him become one, too.

Let him learn of this.

Let him learn of that.


Start reading him a story.

Begin right now.

Go adventuring.

Go exploring.

One word at a time.

Whether it’s prose,

or whether it’s rhyme,

you’ll give him a gift for a lifetime.


PS. I didn’t mean to offend.
I truly did not.

Don’t think of me as a beast

as this doesn’t come least:

If your child is a girl,

of course you’ll read just

as much to her, too.

 ©  Andrew Pender-Smith


















 

 

Singing and Clapping

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This attractive photo was used for the cover of ‘Singing and Clapping’  a story for children in the 7-9 age-group. ‘Singing and Clapping’ sees Linda the potato who loves everything pink, Sylvester the carrot with long purple hair, and Big Bruce the blue balloon share another adventure. The story is the second in the ‘Be Brave’ series. The first story is called ‘Floating into Happiness’. Both stories can be found on Amazon Kindle. 

Singing and Clapping  – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0765RB1QH

To find out how these three characters came into being, you can scroll down to visit an earlier post called ‘Creating Characters from Objects’. 

To those involved in the arts, ‘Happy Creating’.

Andrew Pender-Smith