The Grand Finale #flashfiction #saturdaycentus
It had been the longest playing off broadway show she had starred in. The show had a bit of everything romance, intrigue, deception and murder
“This will be our last performance” the stage manager said to the cast wiping his face with his sleeve.
It’s been a good run one of the leads said nervously peering over his shoulder. It’s always better to close the show before they stop coming.
“We know where all the bodies are buried” was written in lipstick on her dressing room mirror.
Somehow she always knew…
Tonight’s last performance would include the death of two leads not the traditional one.
Thanks to Jenny Matlock who hosts Saturday Centus. This weeks prompt: “We know where all the bodies are buried “
Ebbing Tide #flashfiction
You once sat with me on a piece of flotsam
Telling me stories about the ship that had sunk in the stormy sea
“All were lost”
you said with a tear on your cheek
I never knew you never told me
All had not been lost
A small boy and his scruffy dog had floated into the bay
A fisherman and his wife found the two survivors and raised them as their own
One day you went out to sea looking for something you had lost
You never told me what you were seeking
“All were lost”
I carved into broken wood
A piece of flotsam where we will never sit again
“Please take me out to sea faithful tide
where I can be joined with the one
I have lost…”
Photograph~ “Winter Tide” L. Moon copyright 2012
Merry-Go-Round with #Healthcare #flashfiction #cancer
“Do you know how many times I have heard the words “you only have a few weeks, maybe months”???? I am tired of the fear evoked by practitioners who are not up to date on diagnosis and bed-side manner (as in looking at all the data thoroughly!)
I’ve given my dog a heart attack. I fed the cat something that killed her. I didn’t realize I left the cage open until I ran over my bunny. My friends and family think I’m cancerphobic.
Can’t somebody get it right?”
“Slow down sweetie. I’m telling you this because my mother had the same symptoms as you. she died in four months ‘cuz she had a male doctor who wasnt thorough with the tests.”
A tear fell “If I’m going to die, I’d like to know. I am so tired of the merry-go-round of maybes.”
“The test I’m doing will tell us.”
“Can I bring my parrot to the office until we know?”
http://www.flickr.com/photos/davydubbit/3121796325/sizes/m/in/photostream/
… More than a bad dream #centussat #halloween
Cannot feel
no air to breathe
closed in on all sides
no one whispering “it will be alright”
this darkness more than a bad dream
Thanks to Jenny Matlock for this challenge she gave us all black and 25 words to give you a jump!!! Don’t look behind you!!!
Life is Here… #FlashFiction
You are the source of life for our people.
We gather here as one people, purify, make offerings… burn our dead
send little lights on ripples hoping they will magnify into blessings
waves with no answers return
brown filth flows to our shore
from which our children drink deep
this is the life of the river…
thanks to G-Man the host of the weekly 55 Friday Flash Fiction
photo attribution: http://www.allmyanmar.com/Irrawaddy.htm
Just another Script #flashfiction
It was midnight
It had to be a moonless night or the story wouldn’t work.
There was a screeching noise in the darkness
“what is making that sound?” she shivered
“It’s just me” she heard the cold clammy hand slap on her back.
“That’s good” she smiled “I love it when my scripts come together. Who’s that???”
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Thanks to the weekly host of 55 Friday Flash Fiction. Join us and the G-Man for writing fun.
First Day of School #flash fiction
Are you sure I am ready?
Everything is here pens, notebooks, binders, art supplies. />
Are you sure everything is here? What about a sack lunch????
I don’t think I can do this!!!!
Mom I’ve been going to school for 14 years. maybe it was never putting me on a bus at 5 that has created this disfuctional behavior.
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My son is leaving home in a few weeks to go University- I’ve been spoiled having him close at the local college. Thank goodness for text messages and cell phones.
It’s another great day for flash fiction at G-mans
Too Late … #flashfiction
Hold me close
too late we’ve met
kiss me now
and never let
our lips …
Thanks to Jenny Matlock for the Saturday Centus
this week’s prompt “Before I die I want to” must be written in 15 words (now there’s a challenge)
Please check out Tony Hisgett for his awesome work as a photographer: http://www.flickr.com/photos/hisgett/3049322175/
Sequence of Dawn #photography #iphone
Dawn: you break open my world, give me warmth for a new day
give me a path to place my feet and shine a light in an otherwise
dark existence…
INVASION #flashfiction
A raid like no one had ever seen
coming down in droves
they looked like they were falling
gathering speed as they parachuted
not quite as fast as rain
they were focussed on one purpose
invade the agricultural areas
hit at the core of the heartland
make the nation beg
It was a good plan
Please come over to G-Man’s where there is always an interesting array for Flash Fiction to choose from.
Photograph copyright 2011 Moondustwriter
What Recession??? #flashfiction
…I know isn’t my hat the perfect shade to go with my new Gucci shoes and purse.
Wait until you see the divine 18 carat choke collar I bought to match my gold bracelet.
I’ll save money tomorrow after all the twins can wear their shoes another year.
And sis doesn’t need that medicine for her asthma…
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There is always an economy of words on Friday at G-Man’s Fifty Five Flash Fiction Friday. I promise no shortage of great reading tho…
Can’t blame the diet!!!! #flashfiction
“Isn’t it great? This new diet promises I will see results in days.”
“But are you sure that you should eat 2500 bananas in one…? “
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” No doctor I don’t speak gorilla!”
Thanks to my friend Monkey Man who hosts a weekly Flash Fiction in 160 Characters!!!
Thanks Nanette Turner for the photograph http://www.flickr.com/photos/brokersaunders/5221169428/
no place to run … #flashfiction
Stranded – no place to run
These infernal crop dusters won’t leave me in peace.
How am to do my job if they won’t leave me alone??
Where is a pest to roam?
This flash fiction is the “answer” to my Friday Flash Fiction. If you get a chance, read the full sequence. Thanks to Monkey Man who each week gives us the opportunity to hang out at his place and write fiction in 160 characters – it can be done!
The Day After (Flash Fiction)
A moment ago I gazed upon beauty.
Picture perfect a visual delight.
The frame has moved forward empty boxes and clutter here and there.
Let the day after Christmas begin.
There’s always a mess at my house so I enjoy taking a break at Monkey Man’s Flash Fiction in 160 characters – count ‘em
Gone to the deers ( a #Christmas #FlashFiction)
On Dasher, Oh Dancer
No Comet, Stop Cupid!
Vixen your’e acting ..
Dash it -This Christmas party has gone to the deers
Blitzed reindeer can’t fly
Get me the Dogs!!!!
Join in the Flash Fiction fun at Monkey Man’s place. More fun than a barrel of… well you know we do “it” in 160 characters
Picture by Getty images
Honey Where Are You? (Flash Fiction#Alzheimers)
I looked today
turned around
What did you say
Did you make a sound
“Honey I love you”
I heard her say
With all we’d been through
My memories at times seem so far away
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After speaking with a dear friend whose wife is captive in Alzheimer’s, I was inspired to write this Fiction for him, for her
Thanks to Monkey Man who weekly hosts our flash fiction in 160. Amazing what people can do with a few words. Join us
Legendary Wielder of 55 (#Flash Fiction)
Rumor has it that G-Man is turning 55 today
Happy Birthday G
Like the phoenix rises from the ashes
As Prometheus steals the fire
the flames of the legenday Harley
will burn with lasting desire
One for the road
leather and hawg
we’ll see the legendary G-man
riding off into Mr- Know- it -all’s blog
wielding with flames a story
in magnificent 55 glory
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Some day legend will have it:
“Look there goes G-Man on his Harley~ the wielder of 55 flash fiction fame”
Try your hand every Friday in the Friday Flash Fiction in 55 bash.
Decorating the tree (Flash Fiction in 160)
Last of the ornaments on the tree
Each one hanging free
doll with miniature shoes
a choo choo too
“Please turn on the lights”
“We can’t the lights weren’t hung right”
This is no fiction – the lights usually put away correctly were wound the wrong way so our kids when putting them on started from the wrong end (not their fault). The tree looks great.
Each week Monkey Man hosts a flash fiction in 160. It’s fast, its fun, it’s fiction!
Thanks to Sociotard for the beautiful photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/9918311@N02/4134617794/
Its Over (Flash Fiction 160)
The sands of time
were on their last grains
Her last thought”Where is he?”
her blood was pouring faster than the sands
her last regret “he will never know…”
Thanks to Monkey Man for hosting Flash Fiction in 160 characters. Come join us.
The Moonless Night (Friday Flash Fiction)
It was dark
“no moon out tonight,” she whispered
“what shall we do?”
No response from him.
“Hmmm I could feed you from my fingertips
we could drink sweet water
we could go for a walk under the moonless sky.”
He was eagerly panting.
his four paws scurried to the door
to grab his leash.
Always good fun at G-Man’s Friday Flash Fiction. Here’s the challenge write a story or the semblance of one in 55 words. Can you do it??? Join us.
Thank you for the photo: Horia Varlan http://www.flickr.com/photos/horiavarlan/4267893989/sizes/m/in/photostream/
The Cracks of Life (Flash Fiction 160)
“What slips through the cracks of Life?
Do you know?”
“Perhaps~ feelings,
regularly~ promises,
sometimes ~the truth.
Too often a tear
or two.”
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He caught one on his fingertip
Each Sunday Monkey Man hosts a Flash Fiction. Join us as we try to concoct some sense in 160 characters.
Photographs: Moondustwriter and Meg Yarsh
Can’t be replaced… (Flash Fiction)
Today she lost it.
She had done all she could
to take care of it.
It was the last one.
It could never be replaced.
A tear
fell
as she was fitted
for dentures.
Thank you to Monkey Man who each week hosts a great group of 160s. Yep it’s short. A challenge for those of us who can’t say anything in less than 10,000 words. Join us for the fun!
thanks to Ashley Goode for the Lost photo
*http://www.flickr.com/photos/kmndr/3457372890/sizes/m/in/photostream/
So close yet … (Flash Fiction 55 )
So close…
like a gentle whisper
sadly…
it seems
a chasm away
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far…
as a continent
yet…
space nor time
cannot divide
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near…
to feel the pounding
in your chest
but…
unable to give
breath of life
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far away…
as forever
never…
to be mine
day you slipped away
Go to the G-Man and read the fabulous Flash Fiction on that site.
Photo: Thanks for “Ausable Chasm” by Dougtone
Reasons why ya gotta love college football ( 55 words Flash Friday)
Football fans frantically cheering,
pre-game bon-fire, tail gating frenzy, fannies freezing,
loud alumnae, snuggling, friends, rivals, stadium, history
scoreboard, jerseys, helmets, pads,
quarterbacks, full-backs, receivers,
coaches, referees,
hotdogs, spilled coffee, Gatorade, beer’s overflowing
half-time show, telecast, cheerleaders, short skirts,
touchdown, field goal, interception,
defence, offense,
50 yard line,
15 glorious weeks,
next weeks game,
Bowl dreams
For more in 55 words go to Mr. Know it All. Always great stories and great people.
