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

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Beware!

Yesterday I visited our Farmer’s Market

where I noticed an old man wearing a sign

Beware! God is around every corner!

So from now on, I am going to walk a straight line

I have no wish to bump into God.

I’m sure he’s looking for me.

Probably has a tin full of sins with my name on.

The worst one I can think of is using His name in vain

“Oh God.”  comes out of my mouth at least a dozen times a day.

I’m not saying it’s easy to keep on a straight path.

Corners are everywhere…

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#Wordle 390 #Poetry

 

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Shoot for that star.

The one that carries your name.

Set your mind apart from others

believe in your own heart.

Take a chance on that shy promise

made long ago

to be true to what you believe.

Give credence to your dreams

let your thoughts fly.

Let them grow wings.

Let no one mar your journey

of self discovery…

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This months #BlogBattle…

 

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Here are the instructions for anyone who wants to take part…

February 2019 Blog Battle

Our word this month is:

Loss

You can start writing at any time, but make sure you post your story by the end of the month to be included!

Once you’ve posted your story to your blog, put a link to it in the comments section, and we’ll add your story to the Battle Stories Line-up post.

Make sure to check back and read some of the stories of your fellow battlers. Leave comments to encourage these writers, and share each other’s stories!

Basic Rules:

The Prompt Word will be given the First Tuesday of Every Month.

Post your story by the 30th of the Same Month.

RULES

  1. 1000 words max (give or take a few)
  2. fictional tale (or true if you really want)
  3. Any genre that fits within PG-13 (or less) Content – let’s keep this family friendly!
  4. Your story must contain the randomly chosen word(s) and/or be centered around the word meaning in a way that shows it is clearly related.
  5. Go for the entertainment value!
  6. Put a link back to your #BlogBattle Short Story in the comments section
  7. Please tweet and otherwise share your battler buddies’ stories across social media.
    1. Use the hashtag #BlogBattle when tweeting all the stories so we can cross-share.
  8. Have fun!

February’s Speculative Fiction Prompt from https://mythsofthemirror.com

 

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Snow Storm

Molly the elephant lay dreaming

of a snowstorm, a blue dolls house stuck in a tree.

Tiny white mice huddled there on the roof.

“Fear not, I will set you free…”

She pushed and shoved with all her might

The tree held fast to mice and house.

A voice was heard from high above

“There is no need to shake with all your might

The mice can climb upon your back

to safety, you can carry.”

All night she trudged through deepening snow

the morning light was waking slow.

The blue house stood to the right

windows burning bright beneath the tree of evergreen.

Her family waking, lived outside.

Her dream she told, her mother smiled,

“There are no mice outside this house…”

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99 word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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Avalon

Two weeks holidaying on top of the cliffs, overlooking the sea and ragged rocks of Cornwall.  Sea mist rolling in, invisible hands unfurling a white carpet across the bay between the cliffs either side. Nature’s magic moment.

This morning, the mist cleared quickly, there between the sky and the edge of the sea sat an island that didn’t belong there.

How can the mist have carried an island into view like something from Gulliver’s Travels?

No, wait. I believe I am looking at Avalon, the island where Arthur was carried by the blind ferryman to heal, while Merlin watched…

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#FlashFictio 99 word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community

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The small church stands alone on the hill.

Beautiful stained glass windows,

sun streaming broken colours of ancient light

illuminating the walls, the floors, the pews.

People’s faces, colour changing

From red to blue, green and yellow

Those broken shards of light

every bit as beautiful as any pottery

found in any old Egyptian bazar.

A jewel made by man, lit by nature’s light.

How long will it last?

Will the light last forever?

Will the broken shards of light

keep shining through the woods

for my grandchildren, great grandchildren?

Will ancient shards of pottery still hold man’s interest?

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#FlashFiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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This weeks prompt for the 99 word challenge is Enrichment

 

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Found

My life became a whole lot better

When my father found me sleeping

In the street, after mum died

Now I sleep in a warm bed

Eat my food from a plate

Coffee served in a china mug

My father explained why

I had been left with mum

This was news to me

My father explained his part in this

He fell in love with someone else

His football partner, a childhood

 Love they had to hide

Until my tenth birthday

When mum caught them together

This was when she ran, taking me with her

Now I am found…

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Ancient Evil…

New Year, New Feature: a Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt

 

This is our first contribution for Diana Wallace Peach new monthly word prompt Challenge! This is truly an awe inspiring image…

 

 

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Ancient Evil…

The frozen face of a still white moon

Hung against the starless sky

Remembering Zolon crouched below

His hand clenched on ancient evil

Where men were swallowed

Bones crushed by ice white teeth…

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#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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Old thoughts

The road behind me looks thin, worn out

Too many people have trod this thin strip of memory

Wet tarmac shines back. Old thoughts lay forgotten

Old memories drop like winter leaves

Old friends come to mind

Too many lost to time

The road that lives behind me

Where memories linger, waiting to be revisited

There are many passages in my past

That are worth revisiting

Others I should leave in the dark

Looking back, digging over old ground

Isn’t the best use of your time

If you look back far enough

You’ll meet yourself coming around the bend…

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