Friday, July 19, 2013

In the Wings

I am a bell, not a gong.

A different breed from those who clang. Take center stage with ease, while I get flustered.  Forget my lines.

Still water running deep, I ring, quietly.

 

 

For this week’s prompt we were given three words.  Ring.  Water. Stage.  Plus 30 more of our own choosing.

53 comments:

  1. Sometimes the bells have a lot more to say than the gongs...even if they do so quietly. Great post!

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  2. OK, I just love everything about this! I have one gong child and one bell child. This is such a perfect description of both. Well done!

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    1. Thank you Ivy! My daughter and I are both bells. Sometimes I wish were could be a little more gong like:) I bet having both a gong and a bell keep things interesting at your house;)

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  3. Bells sound more beautiful, in my opinion, even if you sometimes have to strain to hear them.

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    1. Draug, I agree with that sentiment so much:) Thanks.

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  4. Wonderfully crafted.

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  5. Oh Valerie you are such a talented writer. Hug B

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    1. B, your comments mean so much and always make my day:) Thank you, and hugs:)

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  6. Lovely! What a great use of the prompt words, Valerie! So much depth in those 33 words.

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  7. I have always loved reading your take on the prompts and yet again you charm us with your creativity! Beautiful one...

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    1. Bharathi, what an incredibly lovely thing to say. Thank you so much!

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  8. Beautifully done, oh, piratical one! What an eloquent, pithy description of intro versus extroverts. And now I'm off to ring…quietly. :)

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    1. Kallan Annie, Thank you so much! I'm so glad to know other quiet bell ringers like you:)

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  9. *clicks the imaginary like button*

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    1. The feeling is entirely mutual! Thank you so much!

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  10. Lovely imagery. I like the comparison of bells and gongs to people. I know a few gongs and not enough bells.

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  11. But we all make a sound of some kind :) I really like what you did with this. I shall go ring quietly now!

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    1. Janna-we do don't we! Some are so much louder than others;) I will be ringing quietly too:)

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  12. I loved your use of sound descriptions... dare I say onomatopoeia?

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    1. Thanks Lane-and you may dare to say it! Because you are right! It is!

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  13. That means so much to me Jo-Anne:) Thanks!

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  14. Incredible, Valerie. You make sense using the least amount of words to the greatest effect. Lovely! Yes, I heard the ringing of that bell.

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    1. Thanks so much Dawn! I love that you understand my writing! That means a lot:)

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  15. You are a bright beautiful bell.

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  16. I like the bell's unstatement. Nice message with this entry. Good one!

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  17. "Still water running deep, I ring, quietly." - how beautifully you animated the diligence of an introvert ! Just loved this :)

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    1. Thank you so much, Shreya! Your comment really means a lot to me:)

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  18. I relate so well with this brief little piece. Especially this line "Still water running deep, I ring, quietly."

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    1. Debbie-I'm glad-glad to be in such stellar company:) Thanks!

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  19. This reminds me of my grandmother. She's had a collection of 100+ bells from all over the place sitting on a tiered corner shelf for as long as I can remember. I used to love picking each one up to hear the different rings (some tinkling, some bright, some woody), and she let me, even though there was an excellent chance I was going to break 1 or 2. She was/is a bell, singing quietly and sweetly from the corner.

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  20. I love your comment, because my grandmother had a collection of bells as well-on a tiered shelf in her mobile home. I thought a mobile home was pretty cool in itself, but those bells fascinated me even more. I also played them, and played with them and she never seemed worried that I'd break them. After she died her collection was divided up between everyone, and while I was glad to have a few, it was never the same as knowing her collection was still intact. She, like your grandma, was a sweet and quiet bell too:)

    Thanks so much for telling me your story:)

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    1. Wow, that's amazing! Here's to the lovely, bell-collecting grandmothers of the world. I imagine when my grandmother's bell collection is broken up some day that, you're right, it won't be the same. A little piece of someone lovely is always a sweet reminder, but it's never quite the same as the whole.

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  21. much nicer to be a tinkler bell than a clanging gong. :)

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  22. That's such a fun sentiment Barbara:) Thanks!

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  23. Great metaphors! This has a wonderful lesson in it. Thank you for linking up!

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  24. Such beautiful words! I think this sort of describes me as well :)

    PS - How's the guinea pig? I hope all is well!

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  25. Very great word usage Valerie! Thanks for "drooling" over my outfit. and. Yup, my grandies are scrumptious. Especially that little guy ...OMyGosh ...he is tooooooooo cute!!!

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  26. I love this! It is simply worded, but so meaningful and descriptive.
    I hope you're enjoying your summer Valerie!
    Take care,
    Kimberly :)

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