Guernsey Summer Tales E-Book

Petra Solloway

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

Several holidays on Guernsey, Sark and Herm as well as Jersey, gifted me with a bucket full of memories. Beautiful scenery and lovely people made my heart sing and was inspiration for this book. Enjoy the pictures and fairy tales as well as poetry that came up on these treasures of Channel Islands.

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Petra Solloway

Guernsey Summer Tales

With love for my husband, borne on Guernsey.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Prologue

Travelling is one of my most inspiring activities. When taking out my photocamera I often spot things which immediately let words pop-up in my head.

Or I feel the poetic moment.

Sometimes having to take out a pen or mobile device to take notes, is a must to keep the flow. Then often in few minutes a poem is ready. 

At other times just the review of pictures taken during the day gives me the idea. Writing is my passion since I was little, I hope you will enjoy.

The Heart of the Forest

ONCE UPON A TIME...

There was a little seed that stuck in the earth and waiting for the sun.

One day it happened to split open and a tiny leaf started to unfold. The warmth on the soil grew day by day and the springtime created longer days.

A promising sound of chirps arose everywhere and in a sudden the tiny plant got aware of its neighbours. There were others of her kind and she thought about

how to connect to them.

She  stretched a bit and a tiny little blue bud grew out of her stem and after a few days she realized the others had done so, too.

One morning a little bewinged being flew around with a stick and touched every one of them and the sound of bells started to fill the forest. A mutual chime

and rhyme merged with the singing birds.

There she stood and next to her was this wooden giant. He was tall and made no sound. She admired his strength and calmness. It gave her peace but still

the little blue bell wondered if he had no voice or if he even was deaf?

She shook in the wind to get his attention but nothing happened. A few days she tried again without succes, realizing that somehow she felt a deep connection

growing to that tree. Had she fallen in love?

One morning she tried harder and hummed. The other blue bells were turning around glaring at her unusual sound. It seemed like they dissaproved her 

behaviour. She ducked her head but continued to hum. The tree stayed silent.

The only thing that happened was the little bewinged one popping up and smiling. "Now my dear, what is your desire? I can fulfill one single wish, chose

wisely." There was no second thinking for the little bluebell. She hummed again as she was not capable to form words. Then she bowed her upper bell in the

direction of the tree. The bewinged one glanced sideways and understood. To be sure she asked: " You want to connect to him?" pointing to the tree. The little

bluebell shook again in approvement and it even sounded like she belled a little giggle.

The bewinged however, instead of flying to the tree now touched the bluebell with her stick. A glow came from her centre and a ray of sun appeared on them.

Then a cough and a deep noise toned.

Suddenly the tree seemed to awake. A rustling went through his leaves and a magical glowing heart appeared on his front. The bewinged smiled... "So be it!"

she said happily. "That's what love is all about. Infinitely borne from light. To connect and never let go."

Since then from time to time, some who walked this forest on sunny days were blessed to feel it and with a bit of luck even to spot the  miracle of the heart in

the wood.Inspired by Bluebell woods, Guernsey

(C) Petra Solloway

The Merman's Wedding Gift

ONCE UPON A TIME...

There was a young merman. Oh... ok if we take onehundred-twentythree as a young age...

But given the fact he looked still like twenty because mer people tend to look young very long, it was not really  what humans consider "old". For a merman he

was gorgeous. His well defined muscles, long floating hair of titan purple blue and a beautiful silverglitter covered fluke were indeed a sight!

He woke up one morning in his coral covered red home in the rock and pulled  the seaweed curtain aside. There he spotted a fluke and wondered who might 

have made it this far to his so secret space. He always had  thought he had chosen a quiet spot where he was safe from unexpected visitors. But now his place

seemed having been uncloaked.

He waved his fluke to move a bit sidewards and have a better view on the other mer-being. Much to his surprise it was nobody he knew. Most times he made

visits to others but not them to his remote place. He stretched his neck  to catch another glance as he still could not see more than a typical elegant fishtail.

Was it a fish he didn't know yet? Or one of his few friends? Considering the size of the tail it had to be a very large one.