‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #43 @Suzanne Burke @pursoot #FlashFiction #WritingCommunity #IARTG #WritingPrompts

Flaming skies, a white devil moon

Watching the galleons fighting through rough seas

Birds hover above, waiting to pick over dead bones.

Let them wait, the dead are thrown overboard,

the adventure isn’t over yet.

There is gold beneath these waves and the captain means to find it.

The men desperate, after months away from home

Waiting for their share. Some fighting,

trying to convince the captain there is more

buried on shore than under the boat.

Diving, too slow, perilous. The men want to get on shore.

One believing he has a map, leading to three hiding places

Of buried treasure, they persuade the captain to abandon the dive.

Leaving a skeleton crew on board, they row the small boats ashore,

They land on black sand, greeted by total silence.

Moving slowly into the undergrowth, the men disappear from history.

Would you go on such a journey, for the chance of a handful of gold?

© Anita Dawes 2021

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #42 #IARTG #FlashFiction #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Time to turn the clock back, stealing time from us.

That’s what the ticking clock does, a slow-moving thief.

First you wonder where your youth disappeared to

Then middle age brings on the moody moments too often.

Old age, God bless us.

No one warned us how hard for some of us it could be.

Aches and pains in places you never heard of in your youth.

I can hear those lucky ones, fit in mind and body,

Saying life is good. Well, bully for you

Not all of us are as lucky…

© Anita Dawes 2021

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ New Image Prompt Week #39. Join in The Fun! #IARTG #FlashFiction @pursoot

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I have to say the super dog looks set to catch the corn dog
A lot more fun than the Millenium Wheel in London
However, my granddaughter looking over my should said
It looks like a giant fan. That would keep the room real cool
She’s right, but I cannot imagine it in my living room
I would love to take a ride on it with my granddaughter
That night, as I slept on one of the hottest nights of the year
With my microscopic fan, compared to the super dog
Wishing so hard that a cool breeze would come and help me sleep
If I could dream the breeze that crossed my bed then
There would be no need for electric fans
Thank God for hotdogs, as we call them
The mind is a wonderful thing…

© Anita Dawes 2021

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #37 #IARTG #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #FlashFiction #Poetry

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What would you do if a strange door popped up in your bedroom?
A weird twilight moment
There are no signs, yet I feel it screaming, stay out, do not enter.
How many of us can resist the temptation?
Slowly, I push the door open, stepping into the dark space.
In the blink of an eye, I find myself in the centre of London.
Standing in Trafalgar Square, Nelson towering over me,
Four black lions standing guard, tour buses,
on their way to show eager eyes the Queen’s House
with its high black gated railings
Smart soldiers stand ready while the Queen sleeps,
Flag flying high on the pole.
There is plenty of culture for those who wish it.
Street art drawn with bright coloured chalk.
Step inside the History Museum,
see how small you feel against the giant dinosaurs.
Sit on the pews of St Martins Church
Take a rest before going on to Piccadilly,
where Eros stands with bow and arrow in hand
Ride the London Eye, high above the River Thames.
Take a red bus to where you left the strange door,
hoping it’s on the tourist route…

© Anita Dawes 2021

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #36 #IARTG #WritingPrompts #FlashFiction #WritingCommunity

Welcome to the World of Suzanne Burke.

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Now here’s one wish I would love granted,
Turn back time,
let me join the flower power that passed me by
Let me ride the love train,
until the stars appear to lead the way
Ban the bomb. If only?
For a moment, love around the world held us in its grip,
Before going south, the way of so many good ideas
That little VW was never wasted.
I feel some of those sweet souls that drove in it.
They left a lot of love and smiles behind them.
We need their like to drive by once more,
To light the world with love and laughter
Shield us from the crazy world we live in,
If only for a moment…

© Anita Dawes 2021

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge’ Week #27) @pursoot #IARTG #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #FlashFiction

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I would never dream
that my lady would abandon me here
Her tears hit my handlebars
with a pain remembered
Where is she?
Will anyone come, take me for their own?
Would I ever see her again?
I watched her walk away
as if she has forgotten something
Why not take me with her
So much faster than two legs
We have fresh bread, eggs in the basket
It would have been eggs on toast for lunch
Oh, how I hope she will be back soon
To ride me home…

© anita dawes 2020

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge. Week #26 Entry #IARTG #WritingCommunity #FlashFiction ~ @pursoot

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I remember a time before my furry covering
Soft stuffing, these dark button eyes
I lived in Switzerland, my eyes were blue
I remember the snow, the slope smooth,
like mothers icing on our Christmas cake
Before the visitors come
With their puff jackets and skis
Father making sure there is enough wood chopped
To keep our visitors warm
Before they mess up my smooth slopes
That feels like a long time ago
I am here now in England with a nice family
I like my red waistcoat
I love being cuddled by Annabelle
Who likes to sit me by the fire
When she is busy doing something for her mum
All in all, I think life isn’t too bad
Apart from the days when I miss the snow…

© anita dawes 2020

Fiction in a Flash Challenge… @pursoot #IARTG

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge’ Week #23 Entry Part 3)

Late October, tracking through Cornwall,
we found this beautiful gorge
It felt like walking through a rainbow
of orange, yellow and green
A magic lantern of colour.
Making our way to the bottom, in need of lunch
We discovered a hitchhiker two yards behind
A young girl, following us who sat when we did
we asked her to join us as she must be hungry
I waved my hands to call her over with no response
Leaving her to sit alone, I wondered about her story.
With the light fading,
we decided to make our way to the B & B
Reminding my partner
it was the second full moon of the month
Making it a blue moon for good luck.
Mike said it was warm enough
to sit outside beneath it and enjoy our supper
Picking up our bits and pieces we made to move
The scream behind us stopped our feet
The ground in front of us had crumbled away
We would have fallen to our death
Had the scream not stopped us
Turning, to thank the young girl for warning us
I could see nothing but the glow of evening coming in
Making our way safe to the B & B
I wondered about the young girl behind us…

©anitadawes 2020