And I was No Where at All #microfiction #travel #dpchallenge

Destination: no where at all

The words flashed on the screen in the airport.

I was glad to be on my last leg of my journey.

“Where was it the ticket said I was going?”

No matter the airline knows.

The pilot most certainly knows.

As I grabbed my gear,

a back pack that had once been a suitcase on wheels,

I ascended 4 metal steps on the bus.

I scratched my head at what should be unfamiliar.

There it was a seat – my temporary objective.

I smiled as I sat down into pleasant discomfort.

“I’ll order a coffee when the flight attendant comes by.”

Then began our journey on what must have at one time been round.

I saw long grey, fuzzy ears and remarked,

“One donkey is able to pull all of us?”

As I looked around, it was only myself and the driver.

Then after what seemed an interminable, short-time we stopped.

The donkey brayed unwilling to go a step further.

“This is the end of the road,” the driver said in a language I did not understand.

An old weather beaten sign said “You have reached: NO WHERE Population: Unknown

 

 

no where

Today’s prompt at WordPress is In Transit. I was feeling a bit Dr Whoish

Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?

Ice cold memories #flashfiction #poetry

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This grey dismal scene

flickered thoughts

embossed  my mind

long forgotten memories

path of my past

icicles dripped dark lies

“failure, fool, worthless”

mud sucked boots

clothes would never dry

and the sky, the sky

spoke the words

“there is no sun

it’s been removed”

only darkness looms

etching finality on your tomb”

no places to dream

those were taken away too

go ahead and scream, and scream

no one will hear you

here I stood

holding my hand

the one that couldn’t remember

tried so hard to forget

 we stood together

at the past’s path again

drip
Drip – L. Moon 2013

Here’s to a New Year for Friday Fictioneers. Enjoy the work submitted by fantastic writers and poets.

The Day the Music Died #flashfiction

dismantled-keyboard

To say music was “my life” was an understatement.

From dawn to dusk I sang the songs my heart wrote.

When I lost my voice, my fingers became one with  the keyboard.

My brother dismantled my keyboard; the guts were strewn like a dissonant message from my room to the instrument.

“You killed the song in my head,” I screamed in the key of C.

I was cut on a metal shard, bloodied notes fell to the floor.

I refused to let him take credit for the score written in red that day.

That score became a famous Dark Mass.

Today’s dismantled keyboard is the prompt for Friday Fictioneers. Wishing Rochelle a Happy 1 year celebration as the conductor of the Friday Fictioneers

When Time Stopped #microfiction #amwriting

I remember it like it was yesterday – the clock stopped at quarter til the hour.

I was on an outbound train going where I couldn’t remember

That was the crazy part – no one remembered what they were supposed to do next.

Looking back I’m not sure if we stopped when time stopped or if  a frozen state ensued from not knowing what to do when time stood still.

Some people stood as if in denial.

I think they were willing time to do something different.

Others, I am sure, were afraid to move as if the clock would crack and the “sameness” of life with it.

My life course changed profoundly that night.

I was bound for University. You know settle into a routine, surrounded by fellow students and books, go the requisite number of parties and games.

Each student predictably going the same general direction that was pre-ordained for us by our professors.

For me, at the moment when time stood still, something clicked like the second hand of life rebelled.

I grabbed up my things and started walking. There were a few others who independently decided to do the same thing.

We walked into the night and haven’t stopped. A few people with the same mindset have joined us along the way.

It’s curious, even after years, we notice in every town we come to there is a group of people staring at a clock with the large hand on the 9.

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Today’s Daily Post (writing) prompt: For a moment today, time stands still — but you can tweak one thing while it’s stopped. What do you do?

And the photo prompt: Stillness

I guess my tweak was to break the rules when the time stopped and write a short sci-fi interpretation of the prompt.

Here you will find excellent responses to today’s prompt:

  1. Tomorrow | shame
  2. Donna has the doggy zoomies | We Live In A Flat
  3. The Calm Before The Storm | The Magic Black Book
  4. My Yahoo! Updated but I can’t switch back if it’s not for me | DCMontreal
  5. All sort of radio signals piercing human body | Inside My Glitching Mind
  6. Daily Prompts – Stand Still | Lux
  7. Waters with a Taste of Mountains. | The Life NomadikThe Life Nomadik
  8. Daily Prompt: Stillness | Charles Ray’s Ramblings
  9. A Hat Full Of Light. | The Ambitious Drifter
  10. Daily Prompt: Standstill « Mama Bear Musings
  11. 12 April 1982: Daily Prompt | alienorajt
  12. White Pine (Stillness) | photo potpourri
  13. The stillness is here. The silence is ringing in my ears. | mostlytrueramblings
  14. Wibble Wobble Timey Wimey stuff « RPMAS
  15. Stillness | Motherhood and Beyond
  16. Daily Prompt: Standstill 24|9 | Family, Photos, Food & Craft
  17. When I Think of 2… | gorgeous little thieves
  18. ✾⌚-if time stood still-⌚✾ | mët•aRVhëë•n✪ia
  19. I Wish I Were… | Hotel Goddess
  20. Barefoot In The Park | Just Visiting This Planet
  21. Standstill | Kate Murray
  22. Daily prompt: Stillness | Life as a country bumpkin…not a city girl
  23. Chad Ties-Up Time (short fiction) | The Jittery Goat
  24. Escape [Daily Prompt: Standstill] | unknowinglee
  25. Stillness | Travel with Intent
  26. Stillness | The Rider
  27. Daily Prompt; Standstill | terry1954
  28. Standstill | It’s My Box
  29. Daily Prompt: Standstill, stay alive | littlegirlstory
  30. Kids Ears Clogged? | Parents Are People Too
  31. Daily Prompt: Standstill – A Deep Stillness | SERENDIPITY
  32. One Tiny Change | Tony’s Texts
  33. Before The Storm Breaks | Flowers and Breezes
  34. Freeze Frame | Cowgirl Up!
  35. In the still of the night | Random Encounters of an Inquisitive Mind
  36. “Stillness” | Relax
  37. I Miss Home | Eikons
  38. In the future, don’t stash your freeze ray with me | sayanything
  39. Time Stands Still | Kansa Muse on Micro Farming and More
  40. Bloom and Wither | The Gallas Daily News
  41. Standstill. | A Ripple In Culture
  42. Daily Prompt – Short story: Standstill | I Hope You’re Taking Notes
  43. Stillness | Lori’s Life and Other Stuff
  44. Stand Still, O Beautiful End | crookedeyebrows
  45. Still… | Haiku By Ku
  46. S. Thomas Summers | Daily Prompt: Stand Still
  47. Stillness, Joshua Tree | The RunningFather Blog
  48. Still standing | Le Drake Noir
  49. A nice chat | Life is great
  50. It’s a Pterodactyl! – Daily Prompt: Time Stands Still, Sunday Stills and Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Animal’s | Babsje Heron
  51. Standstill | The Nameless One
  52. Daily Prompt: Standstill | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  53. To Tweak or Not to Tweak: That is the Question | Iam Who Iam
  54. Daily Prompt: Standstill | Jasper Smits
  55. A Moment of Peace | the curious traveler
  56. Stillness is Wasting time | ayimas
  57. Daily Post: Stillness | Finding Magic
  58. Stillness | Chatoyancy Underground
  59. One Last Salam | mardmood
  60. road curves | Her Broken Nibs
  61. Daily Prompt: Standstill | Let There be Peace on Earth
  62. Stillness | Daily Observations
  63. Daily Prompt: Standstill | The Land Slide Photography
  64. I don’t like Tuesdays, but if I had to have a slightly longer one… | thoughtsofrkh
  65. Time Is Just An Illusion! | The Political and Social Chaos Blog
  66. The Tweak Fairy | JC Bride ~
  67. One Starving Activist
  68. Daily Prompt: Sit Stay! The Gift of Stillness | Slam on the Brakes, Pull Over, Take the Picture
  69. Bye bye Bashar | djgarcia94
  70. The Otter in my Jotter
  71. If time stands still. | prettypinkpebbles
  72. Daily Prompt- Stand Still | jansideas
  73. NOBODY MOVE! ~ I’ve Dropped Me Brain… | Random Thoughts Of A Mad Music Fan
  74. The loud Silence | tokʞaali’s blog/site/ɹǝʌǝʇɐɥʍ

 

What of Life? #questions #poetry #photography

To know everything implies that I know something

“what” I ask of myself  “do I know”?

When the sails of life luff I may not be going anywhere

When the umpire emphatically cries “You’re out!” – I am

When the doctor tells me I have cancer I have no questions

What about those times in which I know nothing?

When the first  thunder booms can I get under cover in time?

When a patient squeezes my hand  for the last time is there more I could have done?

When my child makes a bad decision can I change it?

But there are those moments…

when feathery leaves dance with the dawn, I can’t contain the wonder

when a young dolphin squeals as if it is laughing, I must laugh

when I’m held lovingly through  life’s storms, I am comforted

“no” I answer myself  “I do not know anything”

with each day I cherish life and people a bit more…

At Poet’s United,  Verse First Kim Nelson has prompted the poet today. In Writing Down the BonesNatalie Goldberg says, “In writing you can know everything.” So today, be omniscient. Be a know-it-all, an expert; be the last word. Write a poem with a voice of authority.

Here is my last word then – I have to agree with those who have gone before me “The older I get the less I know.”

Photograph: “The Last “Ha” © L. Moon 2013

His Concertina #flashfiction #shortstory #music

She couldn’t believe it – his concertina. “I wonder if it can still play?” Her talented great-uncle had taught her to play a few simple songs. She wiped dust off playbills even an old lp still in its cardboard jacket laying atop the instrument.
Lost in the magical moment, she sat in the dusty repository on her knees. No one could see the effulgent expression as her fingers stumbled over the buttons.
Her thoughts went back to her uncle’s disappearance. Some said on a journey through the taiga. Her family was shocked at the calumnious statements made by locals even some of his friends had bandied about  inflammatory comments. Yes he was a voluble character but in the friendliest way. “What had they hoped for uncle?” she fumbled some more. She finally managed one of the tunes. Her eyes grew wide as his portmanteau opened as if released by familiar notes…

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I used all but two of the words this week so I am aiming at the over-achiever.

Thanks to Jeffrey Hollar who hosts the Monday Mixer each week. Below are the rules and this weeks words. It tends to be a good challenge for many reasons.
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Rules:
  • Monday Mixer is a flash fiction challenge. All entries must be 150 words. (no more & no less) If the entry is titled, the title is not considered part of the word count.
  • The contest will run on Mondays beginning at 00:01 AM EST with a deadline of midnight EST. Challenge words will be posted on the preceding Sunday at an unspecified time (just to keep things interesting). All decisions will be published no later than Tuesday at 08:00 PM EST. 
  • All entries must incorporate a location, thing & adjective (one from each group) and the word must appear in the story as listed in the prompts. Entries failing to meet these criteria will be disqualified. Entries may be in any genre but NO erotica or graphic sexual content will be allowed. Entries containing such will be disqualified and deleted.
  • Entries will be posted via the InLinkz click button below. Entrants who do not have either a web page or blog are solely responsible for finding someone to host their entry.
  • The judge will select an Overall Winner, Best Use of Prompts and up to two Honorable Mentions. Overall Winner – This is self-explanatory, Best Use of Prompts – The entry that, in judge’s opinion, incorporated the prompt words most skillfully and Honorable Mentions – These are the “close but no cigar” entries.
  • The judge will additionally have the OPTION to select an Over-Achiever  (an Over-Achiever is defined as an entry incorporating five or more prompt words.) Entries wishing to be considered for the Over-Achiever win must identify their entries as such at the conclusion of the entry. NOTE: The judge does not HAVE to choose an Over-Achiever if, in the judge’s opinion, the quality of the entry suffers from the effort of shoe-horning in too many prompts.
  • One entry allowed per entrant per week. No entry may win in more than one category.
For convenience sake all prompt words are hyper-linked to their definition. In the event a word has multiple definitions, any one of such is acceptable as long as it refers to the same part of speech.
Locations:  1) repository        2) arena         3) taiga
Things:       1) portmanteau    2) rusk           3) concertina
Adjectives: 1) voluble             2) effulgent    3) calumnious

Thanks to Concertina Music.com for the picture of the Patek Standart Concertina – a beauty. for more information about the concertina please check out their website.

Leaving Home #artist #phone #microfiction

b and w history and phone

He knew I’d find the message…

The phone had become my solace after my husband died.

Listening in to the daily chatter about town  kept the tears away.

I was devastated, ” gone without a final goodbye.?”

Leaving the menorah a precious gift from his grandfather meant he had given up his faith.

“What are you going to follow?

What will be your guiding light?

Certainly you must have taken something with you on this journey.”

Then I noticed his plain brown box of paints,  an easel, and a silly felt hat were gone.

At least he’d outgrown the crayons…

Join the fun at Rochelle’s and  Friday Fictioners . This was a great picture prompt.