A Mother’s Work – Sunday Photo Fiction

A Mother’s Work

Life had gone on with much difficulty for the goddess, Gaea. The goddess of Earth endured many tribulations. At last, her grandson, Zeus had released her son Kronos. The bitter spat between father and son finally ceased and Kronos now oversaw the blessed dead in Elysium.

Finally, she could relax.

She finished trimming the fruit trees which grew upon her skin of soil and stone. The rather dense jungle growing between her legs needed trimming too, but she planned to leave that for later. Packs of wolves chased bison across one thigh, and prides of lions pursued zebra across the other. She watched them idly in her cool castle of white limestone, rose quartz, gold, and Lapis Lazuli.

She looked out the window…and groaned.

More troubles.

Mortals were her children as well. They were rather weak—for the moment—and needed continual protection from her grand-children, the Olympians.

“Poseidon!” she called. “Poseidon, come here my grandson.”

“I’m here, YiaYia,” said Poseidon, dragging his favorite trident behind him. It was still too big, but he would grow into it.

“Perchance, were you taking a bath?”

“Yes, YiaYia. You said it was important. I like taking baths.”

“That’s good but…”

“Hades doesn’t like baths.”

Gaea rolled her eyes. “I’m painfully aware of that, but…”

“He stinks of decay!”

“Yes, but I want to know something, young god!”

“Yes, YiaYia?”

She pointed out the window at the mortals facing disaster in their blue raincoats. “When you took your bath, did you leave the water running?”
Author’s Notes:

Gaea: http://www.theoi.com/Protogenos/Gaia.html
Kronos, father of Zeus: http://www.theoi.com/Titan/TitanKronos.html
YiaYia = “Grandmother” in Greek. https://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070612204029AAboYMc

Each Sunday it’s time for Sunday Photo Fiction. Joe owens has taken over for founder Alistair Forbes while Alistair pursues his dreams. This week’s photo prompt is a fabulous pic from Joe Owens and the splash image for this post. Look here for more stories based upon the photo above: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2015/03/15/sunday-photo-fiction-march-15-2015/

About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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19 Responses to A Mother’s Work – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Lyn says:

    LOL the ultimate overflowing bath tub. He’s been taking his smart pills this morning for sure. Nice one Eric 😀

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  2. You never disappoint me with your humorous wit. I loved it. That last line is an oscar winner. Do they give oscars for writing? lol

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  3. Oh, and the rest of the post was pretty darn good too! 😀

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  4. Oh Danny Boy says:

    Poor Poseidon, he gets blamed for everything. Hope his aim is good around the toilet.


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  5. List of X says:

    I was expecting that he did a “cannonball!!” and caused a tsunami. 🙂

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  6. Shannon says:

    Ha, I absolutely love the visual of a young Posiedon, rubbing sleepy eyes and dragging a huge trident behind him, leaving accidental destruction behind for mortals while he searches for his rubber ducky.

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    • EagleAye says:

      Haha! I almost blew coffee out my nose. Yep. That’s the exact visual I had. I’m glad it translated so well. Only trouble his, he keeps confusing his rubber ducky for a cruise ship, like that one in Italy. 😉 Thanks much, Shannon!


  7. joyroses13 says:

    Oh this is very good! Excellent way to end it!

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  8. Joe Owens says:

    Ah Eric, what a way to slid in the humor at the end.

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