#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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June 13: Flash Fiction Challenge

June 13, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the work of many hands. Is it a cooperative effort or something else? Go where the prompt leads!

Respond by June 18, 2019. Use the comment section below to share, read, and be social. You may leave a link, pingback, or story in the comments.

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Hands can be gentle, kind, violent, creative

I remember my grandfather’s large hands

Callused from wood cutting

Strong, they made me feel safe

Nothing in this world, or the next

I often thought, could ever get past them

Whereas my grandmothers were small and gentle

Featherlight, often times I could hardly feel her touch

There have been a few hands in my life

I would rather not touch again

The wet, spongy kind.

Then we have the great ones,

Mozart at his piano, surgeons saving lives

Some insured for millions like Liberace

Tiny new-born ones are best of all…

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#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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June 3, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that makes a big splash. It can be fluid, or you can play with the idiom (to make a big splash is to do or say something that becomes unforgettable). Go where the prompt leads!#Flash Fiction Challenge

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I am looking through my rain painted windows

Waterlogged drowned gutters run

with rainbow coloured bubbles

Rain, when pouring, dancing to its own tune

Children finding the best puddles to make a big splash

Returning home to drip rain indoors

Red cheeks, happy faces

Safe in front of warm fires

Snug under cosy blankets

The deluge continues as you gaze

through your kitchen window

The heavens open, turning your garden pond

Into a tidal wave

Gold carp dancing in water lifted

Spinning lights flashing

Golden doubloons dropping

A big splash, smooth water once more

Cup of hot chocolate calling…

I am looking through my rain painted windows

Waterlogged drowned gutters run

with rainbow coloured bubbles

Rain, when pouring, dancing to its own tune

Children finding the best puddles to make a big splash

Returning home to drip rain indoors

Red cheeks, happy faces

Safe in front of warm fires

Snug under cosy blankets

The deluge continues as you gaze

through your kitchen window

The heavens open, turning your garden pond

Into a tidal wave

Gold carp dancing in water lifted

Spinning lights flashing

Golden doubloons dropping

A big splash, smooth water once more

Cup of hot chocolate calling…

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#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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Strawberries and ice cream

Under the summer sun

With ice cold lemonade

And a sprig of mint

The best seat at Wimbledon

Venus and Serna playing at their best

Throw in Boris when he was young

Andre Agassi, not forgetting Martina Navratilova

Turn back time, watch Pat Cash climb the stands

Andy Murray, fight year in and out

Henman Hill should be called Andy’s hill

He has earned his place in history

When day is done, I sleep to dream

I am playing each one on hallowed ground

Centre Court

The crowd grow wild as I slay each one…

AAAAA

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#FlashFiction 99 word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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May 16, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that goes in search of trees. It can be one particular tree, a grove, woods, or forest. What makes the tree worth seeking? Go where the prompt leads!

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I don’t have to go too far to find a great tree.

It is in my garden, my beautiful gum tree.

Tall and magnificent, a small amount of wind

sets it swaying like a row of flamenco dancers

I can almost hear the roots tapping away

in time with the rhythm above.

Soothing and calming my mind.

I sit there often unburdening the misery

I have accrued over the last few days.

I know it listens, never judging.

The soft sway of its leaves above my head,

A blessing, a benediction.

Gentle giants, they are the air we breathe…

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May 9: Flash Fiction Challenge ~ Growing Old… #Poetry

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May 9, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about growing older. It can be humorous, dark or poignant. It can be true or total fiction. It can be fine wine or an old fossil. Go where the prompt leads!

 

 

I don’t look in the mirror these days, because there is a road map where my face used to be.

Time makes strange marks on all of us, some you cannot see.

From my window, I have watched my neighbours grow old. Two that used to walk to town, now in wheelchairs. One used to pedal his bike everywhere, now uses a stroller.

We are shrinking back to childhood.

Others I have watched through nine months, waiting to produce new life. Now that same child walks beside her mother on her way to school.

 I watch life go by…

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#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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April 25, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes exhaustion. Who is exhausted and why? Can you make art of exhaustion? Go where the prompt leads!

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There isn’t enough hours in the day to do all that needs doing

I can’t afford a maid, I don’t have a rewind button

Although I could do with having one fitted

Maybe some new batteries, like the ones that keep the bunny running

Now I don’t have the strength to run, to hide just for a while

Sleep does not help much, I awake with a backache and sore feet

Head spinning with the thought of all that is yet to come

The day is full before I start

I can get through another one because of love…

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99 Word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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April 18, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about gender. It can be fixed or fluid. Explore the topic on your own terms and open your mind to possibilities and understanding. Go where the prompt leads!

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Boys and girls

My mother’s despair plain to see

At my unladylike behaviour

As I climb the conker tree

With my dress tucked inside my underwear

To beat the boys was my game

I take my brother’s double cap gun holster

Make my own bow and arrow

Dolls and frills were not for me

Until a daughter came to me

I dress her in silks and frills

As my mother would have liked to see

Quite the woman I turned out to be

My daughter never climbed a tree

No guns, no bows and arrows

Today’s boys and girls play the same…

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#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

Carrot Ranch Challenge

April 11, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the phrase “beggars can’t be choosers.” You can play with the words, alter them or interpret them without using the phrase. Give it any slant you want — show what it means or add to its  meaning. Go where the prompt leads!

 

And this is our contribution…

 

Years ago when I wore second- hand clothes

Worn out shoes

Sleeping in a room with no heat

Blankets as thin as rice paper

I made my way long ago,

I am happy

Some I know are still searching

Most days, he sits at the corner of Waitrose

Playing his clarinet

I hear the coins drop into his open case

At his feet as I pass

Today, I would give him a choice

Between a sandwich and  coffee or a two- pound scratch card

I walked home eating the sandwich

Without waiting. I hoped he made the right choice.

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#99 word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

April 4: Flash Fiction Challenge

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Flame

Prometheus stole fire to give to mankind.

For this the great Titan was punished by Zeus

tied to a rock so an eagle would eat his liver

which would heal overnight

to be eaten again the next day.

Until a hero comes. Hercules to the rescue.

I have thought of Prometheus as my hero

his punishment did not fit the crime.

Now he is mostly forgotten,

we sit on the beach, toast our marshmallows

the fire taken for granted.

Fire can take a forest, leaving burnt ash

yet it will grow again like Prometheus liver,

magic in the flame…

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Flash Fiction 99 Word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community

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My school was buzzing today, the nuns were all running around like deranged penguins. We were to receive a special throat blessing from the Bishop and were to address him as Your Eminence if spoken to.

The blessing involved two large candles joined in the shape of a V.

Sister Margaret held my hair away from the flame as the candles were placed around my throat and I have never suffered from a sore throat since.

Not bad going for 72 years.

I have wondered whether it was the blessing or just good luck

It still puzzles me today…

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