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Fancy in Velvet #dailypost #poetry #Wish

Collectible-Porcelain-Doll-Red-Velvet-And-Gold

 

Today is the day

I have been promised

anything

for twenty-four hours

I have spent many nights

dreaming

and I have finally decided

down to the last bow

what I would wear, where I would go

The dress is laid out

red, velvety and lacy

with a white furry bonnet

and soft wool gloves

black patent leather shoes

and just a dab of pink lipstick

I swirl about in the mirror

catching my reflection

giddy as a little girl

“Miss it is time to go…”

I hear the porter call up the stairs

I make a grand entrance on 100 marble steps down to the foyer

A carriage of four awaits

to carry me to an elegant spot for high tea

and there they are my friends

perched on top of satin pillow seats

their hands perfectly folded

they would gasp and smile

but each had a painted doll face

they couldn’t partake in this part of the dream

they could watch as I daintily took a silver fork

each morsel better than the last

and finally there it was

a cake with one shining candle

“blow it out, make a wish…”

I had already gotten it

“I want to be real for a day…”

I sighed, “Tomorrow,  it would be wonderful if I didn’t have to go back to being a doll…”

Photograph attribution.

The Daily Post writing prompt is Feeling Fancy.

What would you do??? You’re given unlimited funds to plan one day full of any and all luxuries you normally can’t afford. Tell us about your extravagant day with as much detail as possible.

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One Wish #photography #shortstory #amwriting

stone wish

There it was after I strived for so many years. Looking high and low, I had searched for the one  place that my inheritance – the key fit into. There was a beautiful image of a woman. I’m not sure if she was a fairy, but I could sense magic in her midst.

“Put out your hand,” her voice lovely and serene.

In my opened hands, she dropped a stone.

“Choose wisely for there is only one that you will be given and with that wish a consequence.”

I opened my mouth to ask a question. She delicately placed her finger on my lips and was gone.

“I’ve heard about these situations in stories. They never seem to end quite right.”

I heard the breeze and it seemed to laugh – just a bit.

“Choose what?” I looked at the stone hoping for an answer.

“I wish I could phone a friend about this.” I cupped my hands over my mouth realizing too late my mistake.

There in front of me in the middle of the wilderness was yes you guessed it –  a phone.

silver phone

I have to say it was beautiful. It looked like my grandmother’s old phone with one major difference her phone was made of some kind of tough plastic and this was wrought of silver. It sparkled as the sun’s rays played with it.

“What am I going to do with you?” I sat down trying to figure out who to call.

Just then the phone rang.

“Hello?” I said a little off balance.

“I had to call you. I had the weirdest premonition that you had turned into a flat, silver person.”

I laughed at my sister; holding the receiver, I was unable to respond.

sculpture

 

 

The prompt for today at DP Photo Challenge is Achievement.