Today’s prompt image – Lioness and her cub.

Pride lionesses hunt, feed, protect and nurture the next generation.

Image Credit @ Free HDWallpaper
Image Credit @ Free HDWallpaper

Pride males protect their turf for one purpose – mating rights – even when they help take down buffalo or embark on their periodic hyena-killing.

Maternal Instincts

Maternal Instincts

Superior to Paternal Instincts?

And she sacrificed that which was the most precious…

Avarice

Animal – Predator, Man – Destroyer?

Vegans, Vegetarian, Meat-Eater, Life,  Mercy Killing

More than a point of view, perhaps…

Mercy Killing

Finally, something inspired by Walt Disney Pictures – The Lion King.

Hear Me Roar

Hope you enjoyed at least one of the above.

I welcome and would love to read your 55-word contributions.

Some guidelines:

1. Your contributions can be in prose or verse.

2. Please do make it count exactly 55 words (excluding the title, if any).

3. Your flash-fiction does not have to include my title > Maternal Instincts > rather, please draw off the Image.

If you can leave your contributions in the Comments below, I shall be happy to post them in a Gallery on 9 April, giving you full credit and with a link back to your blog…

Many thanks 🙂

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69 comments

  1. You had a lot of inspiration from this photo! I especially like the first one. I wonder how more female leaders would change the dynamics of the world leaders. Maybe one day we can find out.

    1. You know Janna,

      I am so fed up with some of the piss heads who call themselves our leaders, I reckon women will do better – they certainly can’t do worse.

  2. Eric, I love the Maternal Instinct poem. I’ve often wondered if our country would not be a better place if more shes were in charge than hes. 🙂 But then, for me, it’s Hillary in 2016. ;->

    1. Thank you Ingrid, for your visits and comments.

      I’m not American, but Hillary has my vote for sure.

      Cheers,
      Eric

      P/s. I enjoyed your short story > When Night Becomes Morning > yes, the light of day did reveal Steve for what he is.

      I believe more people might leave comments in your blog if you removed the need to key in all that info – name, email, etc. I might be wrong but this puts up some mental barriers – certainly it does for me. But having said that, it is your blog and obviously, you call the shots.

    1. You’re welcome 🙂

      Incidentally, I clicked on your blog and WP says, your blog “doesn’t exist”

      I suggest you recheck lexsborgia.wordpress.com > there could an error between this and your Settings.

      Anyway, I’ll get back to you via the email notifications.

    1. Thank you for this your first comment, I believe.

      We have to accept that in this life, we need to kill to live – pooh-poohing non-veganism is somewhat presumptuous, I reckon.

      Frankly, I don’t know if they can do any better but it is sure worth a try. Clearly, more female representation/participation in ALL walks of life is the way forward.

      Incidentally, for all the “liberalism” in the West – the East is leading in this area. The first female national leaders were from Sri Lanka, Israel, India, etc. Currently, the proportion of female CEOs in Asia far outstrips that in the West.

      Peace, Eric

    2. You’re right on that(women), but look at it from the American perspective: most Americans don’t know these things – if it didn’t happen in the USA, it hasn’t happened yet. Fantasy Island.

      1. Yes, in my interactions with Americans over the last 35 years, I detected that in some – the more ignorant, the louder they became. But I also met many Americans who were clearly clued up on the world – sharp and a pleasure to know.

      2. Yes, very sharp and a fine conversation. However, percentage wise, the General Population is not as clever or informed as it should be, and therefore, easily led astray by the ‘Information peddlers,’ whether they be global warming Deniers or the ‘they hate our freedom’ crowd. Could this be the result of being the pre-eminent super-power wrapped in the ideology of ‘we don’t need the others!’ Americans here in Germany are a complete different breed – after they’ve been here awhile, and they never want to go back.

    1. No worries Val – obviously, there is no obligation to contribute. Just for your info, I usually start to collate all the contributions about 10 days from now – there is time if you so wish.

      Yes, I thought #1 would resonate with many people who are sick of the many pompous pissheads who call themselves our leaders.

      Peace, Eric

  3. Okay, this is my offering–my first attempt at prompts:

    Mother in the Wild

    On African plains
    of grasses
    the straw-gold hues
    of dryness
    sturdy trees
    to meet our eyes
    in quite salutation
    we meet a pride
    savoring
    the moment’s peace
    Lying in her own
    mat is a lioness
    with her king cub
    While it plays, paws,
    and makes baby roars
    I’m reminded of every
    mother’s care
    and love

    1. This is excellent Uzo,

      Glad you could join.

      If I can share with you one small tech issue – as I plan to place the words within a “frame” such a “tall” poem might render the fonts a tad too small. I am quite happy to leave it as it is – just so you know that the font size might not have the required impact.

      Peace, Eric

  4. her warm gentle hug
    my heart gets tugged
    feel the rumble of her purr
    emotions inside do stir
    a mother’s love
    a guide from above
    holds on tight
    shields from fright
    makes everything alright
    from day through the night
    still there at dawn’s morning light
    together we’ll bask in daylight
    sleep together under the moonlight
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    okay, my first attempt at any of the challenges…I think it was 55
    I enjoyed yours Eric, though the second one made me catch my breath from the sadness and loss i felt…
    Thank you…this was fun….
    Take Care….
    )0(
    ladyblue

    1. This is so lovely Ladyblue, and thank you for your generous sharing 🙂

      I appreciate very much your thoughts about my pieces – yes, the second is sad and is a recurrent event, even now.

      All good wishes keep you company,
      Eric

  5. Eric:
    This one is masterful – it crams so much into one image –love, gentleness, ferocity, masculinity, femininity, hope and innate ferocity, to name a few. I like all your takes, for each stands unique on its own.
    I am hard pressed to respond to your challenge:

    Her chin rubs softy.
    Her cub-love lofty.
    Her breath a caress,
    Wipes away duress.
    He loves her silken fur,
    Sucks milk with a purr.

    Then, he roars a din.
    Gone the bond of lion kin,
    For he now has a main,
    To everywhere inflict pain.
    Wiping clean in one blast
    Mother love of the past.

    1. You are right Jane – that image evokes multiple possibilities.

      Thank you for your kind words re: my takes.

      I love your contribution – with a clear break that separates innocent needs from mature drives.

      Cheers,
      Eric
      P/s Unless I’m missing something, should I tweak “main” with “mane” – 4th line from the bottom.

  6. Looks like animals and vegetation are more in sync with mother nature than humans who purportedly claim to be of higher calibre. They understand the meaning of protect, sharing, take what is enough. A shame that the majority of humans are destroyers and only a minority believes in conservation.

    I enjoy all four postings ending with a dash of humor in Hear Me Roar. You set us thinking with your keen observation as usual.

    1. Hello Jasey,

      Thank you for your ready presence and comments. Yes, we can learn much from the flora and fauna that we take for granted.

      Hopefully you can contribute – you have about 10 days from today, so take your time.

      Cheers, Eric

  7. Hi Eric I love this challenge too I hope I am not too late.
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    I love your smell it is the same as mine

    I love your tiny paws your little claws with mine entwine.

    Trust me and me alone beware the males they are too proud

    they can get nasty when in a crowd.

    I shall lay down my life for you , why?

    Because I gave birth to you.

    1. No you’re not late.

      This is great – but if I might suggest a small tweak. It comes in at 56 words (instead of 55) but if you agree to drop the “and” from the 3rd line, you keep it intact without losing anything – to read “Trust me, me alone, beware the males they are too proud”

      Obviously, you’re welcome to ignore my suggestion and make any other change to snip off one word.

      Peace, Eric

      1. No that’s fine my word count on word press is not that accurate must remember to use office. Can you change it or should I resubmit. Thanks Eric I like the challenge. 😉

  8. This is the best one, yet, Eric. Here’s my offering:

    Pride and Joy

    Another day, you’ll roar and leave,
    but for today the rumble of your purr is mine.
    What can I do, my son? How prepare you
    for that solitary walk into your own pride?
    We go through the motions of all that is natural.
    Somehow, I hope this love will carry you
    when humbling moments come.

    Much love,
    Peg

    1. Ah, Peg,

      I know exactly where you’re coming from, with this heartfelt contribution. Lisa and I feel likewise about all three of our children – children, yes all adults now.

      Very touching and I love it, simply love it!

      Luv and hugz,
      Eric

  9. I have tried Eric, … for the first time so this is my ….Baby?… :-)…

    Fate…
    “To kill to live
    what would I give
    to eat nothing at all?”
    but the natural order
    is in place, you kill or you fall.
    The hunter and the hunted
    all were born through a mothers pain
    but the difference ‘tween the two, it seems
    is the faintest of lines, drawn by fates cruel claim.

    Enjoyed reading all your contributions and they spurred me on to try… xPenx

  10. Hi Eric, I love them all. Here is my humble attempt.

    Maternal Instincts

    The cub chased after the butterfly mesmerized by its’ flight. Too intent on catching the butterfly, not realizing he headed straight toward a hyena basking in the sun. The hyena caught the scent of the cub and jumped up for a light lunch. The hyena lunged right into the waiting claws of the watchful lioness.

    Take care as always,

    Susan

  11. Yes Eric! On a small break as not able to cover all the regular routine here on blogs,still cannot restrain myself from completely being away from it!. I have few lines for your prompt! the pic which I liked a lot!

    MOTHER

    The gentle touch of the caring soul
    Precious and priceless for every kid
    Feeling the warmth of the arms
    Soothes every bruise and puts to sleep.
    Whether in a jungle or a palatial place,
    On the trees or within some nest,
    Love is affection!
    Expresses mother
    A woman of fortitude
    Of any genus or taxon.

    1. Well Soumya, appreciate your time here.

      I love your contribution – the emotions of mothers are common to all species and little to do with their condition in life. The title is also apt – MOTHER – simple but evocative.

      Peace and hugz, Eric

  12. Wow!

    Amazingly presented each one of your posts on this prompt! The picture is absolutely touching! Loved every version you wrote about.

    Yes, I agree when you say we do what we think is right, which may or may not be right in opinion of others. What a tale of living beings we have to think about, that which can make us live, die, learn, inspire? Sometimes feel, do we need books,the nature around us gives us everything in plenty, every lesson that we need to learn

    1. Hello Soumya dear,

      I thought you were taking a hiatus. Anyway, happy to have you visit.

      You are right – everyone is entitled to his or her views and practices, provided these don’t impinge certain rights and dignity of individuals.

      Do we need books – yes, but true knowledge is imparted more by how we live (show) rather than preach (tell), I reckon. In this, the flora and fauna excel.

      Peace and hugz,
      Eric

  13. All are excellent but the first resonates with me.

    Title: Why Is There Not Peace?

    Nature Is Mother To Us All
    She Gives And We Take

    In The City Of The Father
    There Is Conflict, Violence And Fear

    In The City Of The Mother
    There Is Peace, Shelter And Nurturing

    We Travel Between The Cities
    Trying To Bring Them Together

    The Father Says,
    “Only If The Mother Will Obey Me”

    1. Hello Arjun,

      I like especially your post today – Man Kind. I hope people who see my reply here will click through and visit your post.

      Thank you also for your generous words re: my post here,
      Eric

  14. I liked them all, but I especially like Maternal Instincts. I have always believed that alpha males have been trying too hard to destroy the world in which we live. I say it’s time to resign and let the mothers come forth!

    1. I simply love the images of flowers you post, Wendy. The verses pair well too.

      Yes, “Hear Me Roar” gave me a tickle too, when I was writing it.

      Peace, Eric

  15. Hi, All of them were good, but the great mystery was my favourite. Pls find my contribution below. Thank you

    She neighs and stumbles,
    Her food untouched,
    runs around barn and grassland
    in grief, mourning the loss
    of her precious foul,
    taken a day after his birth
    while the stallion
    raises his head briefly
    from heaps of corn,
    lazy and puzzled,
    he returns to chewing
    content with his life,
    not knowing he is the father

    1. Well, Padmini – from the time check, I see you dished this out so fast. And very impressive too! It comes close on the heels of the recent FF you wrote about the horse.

      Thank you for joining in,
      Eric

  16. Thank you for this post, Cik Eric! The Mercy Killing one intrigues me to comment.

    Isn’t it interesting that some people do not want to eat meat because “they do not want to kill just to eat”? To that point, I guess that’s totally fine, people are free to have their point of view.

    But I often wonder why some of them have to preach and force other people to do what they do because they think “meat-eating meat is inhumane”. Sometimes I just want to say that:

    1-What about lions, tigers, and others? Don’t they have to “kill” in order to live? Isn’t it amazing that the animals have the wisdom “we need to live but only take what we need”? Can you find animals that keep eating after they’re full?

    2- So you think if you eat vegetables that’s not “killing”, eh? Just because vegetables do not run like a tiger and do not roam the sky like birds that means they do not have a soul? What about that tribe that shouts and yells and at a tree for a couple of days and later on the tree dies without explanation? What about the plant that grows significantly better when it is showered by the love of its owner in comparison to those that are not?

    Animals have their own wisdom and we certainly need to learn from them. In that respect it just makes no sense if we try to claim the “righteousness” of our “way of life” when we barely understand the essence of life. Perhaps we need to sit more on the grass and talk to the tree and listen to the birds chirping before making a claim?

    1. Wow! Mas,

      Touched a button, me thinks.
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      A short king he was, upset that all his subjects were tall
      Chopped off all their legs, he did, and saw them all fall
      In celebration, now that he was tall, the king held a great ball
      People did crawl on hands and knees, as they answered his call
      To see the king who now stood tall in the low ceilinged hall
      Strange is it not, some grow tall, while others forever remain small
      ______________________________________________

      Peace, Eric
      P/s Saya mengerti dan setuju dengan Anda. Kami melakukan apa yang kita pikirkan benar tapi tidak mengkritik atau menghakimi orang lain

      (I understand and agree with you. We do what we think is right but do not criticise or judge others)

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