It's Friday again. Time for another post of Five Minute Friday. Write Five Minutes Flat on a word prompt.
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Today , the word is Take.
He took the money and ran. He ran, ran and ran again. Soles beating the cobbles, cycles zipping by, cars zooming overhead; balloons floating alone high above. He walked through forests and meadows. He climbed the highest mountain and rolled in the Midnight snow. He hiked down the cliffs, taking the goats' paths. Then, ran some more, on dirt tracks, along railways, over bridges. Across tripping streams, he hobbled. He swam, slicing a lake, Amazons swooping past his auburn locks.
He shuffled, exhausted, over farmland, hearing the bleating of sheep, the bark of a dog, the mooing of cows in pain, awaiting dawn to be milked. He crawled along, undeterred. Finally, the ocean stretched before him. He spotted a boat. He took the water-melon canoe, seized the oars and launched into the waves. He took in the sea air, the salt and the spindrift. He took to the horizon and took in the rays of the setting sun.
He happened upon a shore. He took to the beach, hauled the embarkation onto the rocks. He found a spring behind a copse.
He took the water into his hands and sang to be free and alive.
Woody Allen, Take the Money and run, go here
Tom Hanks, Castaway, here
Zulu, Forest Whitaker, go here
Documentary, Di Caprio's Before the Flood, go here
Joan Baez, Forever Young, LIVE 2016, go here
with Bob Dylan, LIVE 1982, here
Joe Cocker, With a little Help from my Friends, Woodstock 1969, go here
Frank Zappa, Shut Up 'N Play Yer Guitar, go here
Leningrad Cowboys go America, go here
Cold War Kids, We used to Vacation, here
Hang me Up to Dry, here
Patrick Watson, The Storm, go here
Thank you for reading. Please feel free to like/dislike, comment, discuss. And I will be sure to reply.
The haze has lifted, closing on to 40º C. Have an inspiring weekend.