To leave in disgrace was not in my plans. Coming from a distant land to this colorful bit of wonder was a blessing AND a curse. And what's worse, I really, REALLY liked it there.
The girl. I feel sorry for the girl. She wanted to go home in the worst way. Trusting that mission to me would have surely gotten her there in such a manner. It was good her dog had gotten away from her.
But, she's in capable hands. The Scarecrow, he has a good head on his shoulders and the Tinman's heart is in the right place. That Lion is still a pussycat at times but I wouldn't want to get his fur in an uproar!
The question remains, where to go now? I'm airborne and I STILL have no idea how to navigate this contraption. The words of my father ring strongly in my ear:
"Son, cast your fate to the wind", he once inspired.
That mantra had brought me here. It wasn't a bad thing at all. Maybe I can resurrect my wonderful career or maybe, I'll just retire and enjoy the world... er, worlds as I find them.
Oh, I love the idea of The Wizard of Oz. It once was one of my favorite movies of all time. I was Dorathy for Halloween, and I had my pair of Ruby red slippers!
What a great WoO tale! I am such a huge fan of that! Walt, ye gads, you never disappoint, do you. I even read my tale to BooBoo (my Cairn terrier puppy: think Toto) and he barked his approval. :D
Great picture, RJ. I didn't use it for "flash fiction" -- but I did use it for a poem. If you're interested, my name should link you to the poem: "To (Un)Tie The Knot."
THE WIZARD DEPARTS
ReplyDeleteThese were my people; this was my place.
To leave in disgrace was not in my plans. Coming from a distant land to this colorful bit of wonder was a blessing AND a curse. And what's worse, I really, REALLY liked it there.
The girl. I feel sorry for the girl. She wanted to go home in the worst way. Trusting that mission to me would have surely gotten her there in such a manner. It was good her dog had gotten away from her.
But, she's in capable hands. The Scarecrow, he has a good head on his shoulders and the Tinman's heart is in the right place. That Lion is still a pussycat at times but I wouldn't want to get his fur in an uproar!
The question remains, where to go now? I'm airborne and I STILL have no idea how to navigate this contraption. The words of my father ring strongly in my ear:
"Son, cast your fate to the wind", he once inspired.
That mantra had brought me here. It wasn't a bad thing at all. Maybe I can resurrect my wonderful career or maybe, I'll just retire and enjoy the world... er, worlds as I find them.
It didn't take a wizard to figure that out!
Oh, I love the idea of The Wizard of Oz. It once was one of my favorite movies of all time. I was Dorathy for Halloween, and I had my pair of Ruby red slippers!
DeleteWhat a great WoO tale! I am such a huge fan of that! Walt, ye gads, you never disappoint, do you. I even read my tale to BooBoo (my Cairn terrier puppy: think Toto) and he barked his approval. :D
ReplyDeleteOooops - I mean, I read YOUR tale (tail?) to Boo.
ReplyDeleteI'm a displace Ozian myself! And BooBoo too?
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BooBoo is definitely an Ozzie (by way of Scotland, I suppose, and also, New Jersey.)
DeleteI am following your blog.
ReplyDeleteSuch random but small and different thoughts inspire a lot of other readers.
Given a choice, I would go to meet the Divine!
Great picture, RJ. I didn't use it for "flash fiction" -- but I did use it for a poem. If you're interested, my name should link you to the poem: "To (Un)Tie The Knot."
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