Tag: #FFFC
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge ~ #Poetry ~ #FFFC
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #107 For the visually challenged writer, the photo is of a human skull placed on top of an old book. To the left is an hourglass and to the right is a single smoldering candle in a glass candleholder. Time has taken its toll on book and soul.The candle has gone outThe…
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Flash Fiction Challenge … #FFFC
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #105 Snow filled wonderland.A painting that only winter can play out.Tiptoe your way through.Will you find Narnia, stay awhile?Meet the wild unicorns.Carefully navigate your wayThrough the crisp snow lace patternsThat shift and change, turning darker.Menacing sounds from behind youDo not turn your head.Do not look back, no pillar of salt here.Keep walking,…
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#FFFC ~ Dreaming ~ #Poetry
Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #103 I am lifted by gentle hands.Carried to the attic.There, they turn spiteful,throwing me into the airI wait for my body to hitthe dark attic floor. No thump came to wake me.I am suspended.A puppet with no stringsI feel hands stroke my hair.I see time moving.Outside the small windowA whispered voice close to…
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#FFFC #Poetry Challenge
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #102 Having climbed so high above the worldI sit among the clouds.wondering how the hell I’m going to get down.After lunch, I will give it more thought.The air is thin, slowing my mind.Peace, silent moments fill my being. He knows nothing of the stone dragonSlowly approaching from behindWith dragon thoughts of…
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #FFFC #100 #Poetry
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #100 For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows an old man in a lush park setting. He has long white hair and a long white beard and is dressed in back with a guitar hanging around his neck and a bouquet of flowers in one hand. Time Slip Merlin is back,…
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge ~ #Poetry #FFFC
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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #98 For the visually challenged writer, the image is the drawing of a girl’s face. The girl appears to be lying on her side. So young, so wide eyedFrom pencil scratching comes so muchDoes she see her future?Is it filled with the sadness?That welling in her eyesHas she been left to lie…