#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

July 9, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes that answers the question, who is Monreal Dorb. You can imagine the life of this fictitious person in any era or circumstance. Is there cause and effect at play? Go where the prompt leads!


Sparrow, a twelve-year-old urchin
living under an abandoned railway arch.
The one thing you remember about Sparrow
Is his midnight blue eyes
They look right through you.
You feel him searching for your inner most thoughts
Living on his wits, finding odd jobs to get by
He’ll clean your shoes, run errands.
One errand to the library almost cost him his life
When he ran into the street,
white as the ghost he just met
narrowly missing a hansom cab, horses flaring.
Clutching the book, he read the title
“Have you met Monreal Dorb, the library ghost?”

©anitadawes 2020

Carrot Ranch Literary Community July 2: Flash Fiction ~ #Poetry

July 2, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes the word blossom. You can use the word as a noun or a verb, or even as a name. How does it fit into your story? Go where the prompt leads!

Blossom

It’s surprising how much we take for granted
Stepping over a plant growing
between the cracks in the pavement
Tiny purple flowers, a weed
I think it’s beautiful
It managed to blossom
when no one wanted it to.
I have one that grew in my back yard
On top of the wall
I dug it out carefully
Put it in a pot
It’s growing into something
I have yet to discover.
I am not a natural gardener
This thing struggling on my concrete wall
Spoke to me
So there you have it
It now sits with Jaye’s bonsai trees…

©anitadawes 2020

Can’t wait to find out what it is!

#FlashFiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community…

99 words, no more, no less. It’s a simple constraint, an easy-to-master literary art form, and a powerful writing tool for creatives and entrepreneurs. Writers calibrate the usefulness and beauty of 99-words through weekly flash fiction challenges.


The sight of spring flowers
pushing me back to the sixties
Where we believed in liquid bliss
Not the bottle kind
It’s something in the air
It washes over you.
Dark days drop away
Days when we wore flowers in our hair
Music, smiles on people’s faces
Especially on the faces of my grandchildren
When I speak about the old days, strange clothes,
like the bell bottom jeans, the mini skirt.
Nowadays, I walk home washed over
With good vibrations
From the smile of a stranger
who offers to carry my shopping bags
I look for tomorrow…

©anitadawes 2020

#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

June 11: Flash Fiction Challenge

June 11, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story deep waters. It can be literal or metaphorical. Think of a place and person and situation. Explore. Bathe. Renew. Go where the prompt leads!


Forgotten by the people they had made
They came from a timeless place
Cold, hollow, brittle
I hoped they would not speak
For fear my bones would break
Already I am fading from this world
I heard a soft voice take my hand
You have fallen into a pit of despair
Let me pull you out…
I felt myself reaching for something
For something I could not see
The sea had swallowed me
Dashing my body against sharp rocks
Reaching my hand above the waves
Mind and body pulled together as one
I was no longer treading deep water…

©anitadawes 2020

#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community

May 28: Flash Fiction Challenge

May 28, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using two words that contradict. Examples include champagne and hard-rock; rosemary and sewage; duck down and firecrackers; sleep and square-dancing. Use one of these or make up your own. Go where the prompt leads!


Yesterday I found some words lying around

Pages from a book.

I followed them around the house

They reminded me of scattered rose petals

The pages were not from a book

One spoke of love, while the other

Spoke of betrayal

Echoes of Romeo and Juliet

Yet this is not from Shakespeare

These pages are handwritten

As I gathered each one

I felt the weight of heartbreak.

The words shone like neon

Would there be light when I reached the end,

A reunion?

These pages belong to my mother’s old diary

I hope I can find the last page…

©anitadawes 2020

#FlashFiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

May 21: Flash Fiction Challenge

99 words, no more, no less. It’s a simple constraint, an easy-to-master literary art form, and a powerful writing tool for creatives and entrepreneurs. Writers calibrate the usefulness and beauty of 99-words through weekly flash fiction challenges.

Carrot Ranch is a dynamic online literary community for those practicing craft, reading stories and discussing process. Charli Mills is the lead buckaroo who hosts challenges, guest blogs, and an annual multi-contest called the Flash Fiction Rodeo.

May 21, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about 100 candles. What do they light, and why? Think about contrast or symbolism. Are the candles large, small, or stars in the night? Go where the prompt leads!

Christened Roman Catholic

I stopped going to mass when I was twelve

Not long after my first Holy Communion

My mother insisted I go to Sunday mass.

I would leave the house, walk around for an hour

These days I like to visit many churches

Light a candle, sit awhile

I decided to come back with a hundred candles

Find a reason to light each one

There are all the usual things

Health, wealth, happiness, protect the family

That might take up a dozen

I sat wondering how long it would take

to light one hundred Holy dancing flames…

©anitadawes 2020

#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

May 7: Flash Fiction Challenge

May 7, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story to nourish. The characters can nourish or be nourished. What else can be nourished? A tree? A setting? Does the sunset nourish the soul? Go where the prompt leads!

 

Days I remember

Days I try to remember when food was plentiful

Father in the fields, Mother filling the house

With the warm aroma of fresh bread

We were loved, fed. Taken care of

Now I am alone, remembering new days

That passed when I filled our home

Like mother, with fresh baked bread

That had my children running for the crust

First into the house to claim the first slice

Butter melting, thick home-made jam

Is there anything better than feeding your family?

A fresh-baked loaf on my neighbour’s doorstep

Could be the start of something new

A touch of warmth…

 

©anitadawes 2020

 

 

#Flashfiction #Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community…

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April 16: Flash Fiction Challenge

 

 

99 words, no more, no less. It’s a simple constraint, an easy-to-master literary art form, and a powerful writing tool for creatives and entrepreneurs. Writers calibrate the usefulness and beauty of 99-words through weekly flash fiction challenges.

April 16, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something crazy. Laugh like crazy, show the setting of stir-crazy or go off the rails on a crazy train. Have fun with the word and the situation, but go where the prompt leads!

Anita has insisted I write this one, and I have no idea why!

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Crazy

Most people would object to being called crazy but I kinda like it, for I have never been what you would call normal.

I knew I was different from a very early age and in a funny way I have always been a little proud of the difference.

I’ll let you into my secret.

Being crazy I can get away with almost anything and no one has ever tried to stop me.

When I went shopping wearing my bunny rabbit onesie, no one was shocked or batted an eyelid.

but when I fixed the fence in the pouring rain…

©Jaye Marie 2020

 

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#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

April 9: Flash Fiction Challenge

 

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April 9, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that declares, shield your face. It can be a knight of old, a doctor, or a senior citizen. What is the circumstance? Who makes the declaration? Go where the prompt leads!

 

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Knights so Bold

In days of old

Knights may well have been bold

Not so much when facing a leper colony

Their faces wrapped in filthy rags

To hide what lies beneath

No hand will shake

those dark wrapped fingers

No hug gave in greeting

Their eyes tell of a thousand deaths

Each day grows darker

Leave food outside the dark

open mouth of forgotten caves

Where no family dare enter

To watch from a distance

As bread is eagerly taken

So many lost in dark hollow walls

Then comes a Knight so bold

To tell of bright new life to unfold…

©anitadawes 2020