Tag: #FlashFiction
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#Flash Fiction: Bird…
BIRD A sparrow flew in my kitchen window today My half-eaten sandwich lay where I left it on the draining board. This unusual visitor took his time over his newfound breakfast. Slowly taking my phone from my pocket, making sure the flash was off. I held my breath, hoping my visitor would stay…
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Nosferatu…
Nosferatu Would you walk in darkness Taste the life I lead Would you live forever On blood, you have received? Would my life repulse you? Must I let you go Back to warm blood The only life you know? With love, I try to hold you To bring you to my ways…
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#Writephoto: Way-Stone…
A specially chilly challenge for #writephoto this Halloween, from Sue Vincent… Hookham Woods Hookham Woods is over one hundred years old. There are many legends attached to it, stories passed down through families. If you should come across the Way Stone standing six feet tall, covered in beautiful green moss I hope you…
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Two Short Titbits…
Atoms When my atoms collide Do bruises form beneath my skin? Do they change what lies within? Mirror As I watch the mirror spin Many images of me collide I cannot put my finger on The one who stands outside…
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#Short TitBits…
MOSES In the days of Moses, the cruel hand of the Lord led Moses a merry dance across the wilderness. Moses followed the dance Searching for the land of milk and honey. When poor Moses found it The Lord shut the door in his face. After forty years of following the merry dance Moses…
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#Writephoto ~ Spectral
Lady of the Mist The broken down gatehouse standing outside our village, shrouded in mist. Its history long forgotten became a place for Tommy, my brother and I to play, let loose our imagination. I became King of the Round Table in that house. As an adult, I am still drawn there, those old walls…
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#FlashFiction: ST.PETER
In the dream, I was standing in front of St.Peter who was holding the keys to the pearly gates. As I stood in front of him, I thought what a lousy job, did he ever get to go inside? I wondered about the shadow behind him. St.Peter held his head to one side,…
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#Writephoto ~ Watcher
Another #writephoto challenge from Sue Vincent… The Watcher The Watcher stands high above the universe, watching all that has come to pass. He has done so for centuries, waiting to belong once more. To find a way to end his punishment for loving someone who could never be his. He has watched his love…
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#Writephoto ~ Circle
CIRCLE I had gone for a walk beside the lake and barely remember bumping my head on a low hanging tree branch. The small lump on the side of my head told me I had. Feeling dizzy, I must have fallen and found myself leaning against a five-foot monolith. I counted eight more…