Lilacs and Memories – A Crimson Creative Challenge

Lilacs covered the side of the house that spring, their perfume heady and sweet. I close my eyes and I can see the cottage, chipped walls in need of paint. I remember it all, water skis and Cranberry Lake, rich coffee at the market, Mt. Baker shining in the distance.

How was I to know it wouldn’t last? That like the winds across Deception Pass you would blow through my life leaving nothing but memories and emptiness, a hole that love once filled.

I put my face to the lilacs, breathing deep; it all comes back, sights, smells and tears.

word count 100

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Shattered – a Twittering Tale

Shattered

The window shattered on impact, a web of jagged fractures. The fairies were trapped in globes, tired, barely glowing. With a burst of angry magic, Star shattered the tiny prisons.

character count 179

for Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Spring Green – a Crimson Creative Challenge

Spring rolls in
like waves
of luxuriant warmth
pushing back
the lifeless brown
of winter

Witchly Curfew

“Curfew was three hours ago!” Nokoa’s voice cut like a knife through the misty silence of deep night.

Etheria froze with her hand on the lion’s head. Drat, she was caught. Now Nokoa was bound to turn her in to the Head Witchtress. “How did you know?” Etheria demanded.

Deserted – a Twittering Tale

The streets were deserted. The city was deserted. Tarna had passed through many places on her journey south, all the same, deserted. Tarna knew there would be few survivors of the war, still she had hoped to find someone. Tarna’s eyes fell on an old pay phone. It was ringing.

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Long Ago Along the Silk Road

Mumu’s cottage was a house of wonder, open to all who cared to enter. Little Yu Yang loved it best. She would sit looking at the artifacts collected over Mumu’s long long lifetime. Yu Yang loved the stories Mumu would tell.

The Old Asylum

The asylum was vast, and old. Aiyana was sufficiently recovered from her injuries to be allowed out. Nothing remained wrong with her physically. She had no recollection of who she was, where she was from or what wretched events brought her here.

Dance in the Rain

Rain falls and
lightning strikes
in the heart of darkness
alone tonight

For love will come
and love will go
the rain will fall
and wind will blow

When in love’s storm
our hearts are lost
we chance the fire
and never count the cost

I learned to dance
in the rain,
sing the song
forget the pain

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Why are you smiling?

Why are you smiling?
on a dark cloudy day
when the sun is not shining
and there’s nowhere to play

Why are you smiling
a joke I couldn’t hear
or is it because you
know how I care

When I smile back
I see the whole world
in your eyes

word count 50

For 50 word Thursday brought to us this week by Teresa at thehauntedwordsmith

The inspirational words:  “Why are you smiling?” River Dixon, Beyond the Field

Til next time ~Keep Smiling ~JPP

A Thorny Problem

A Thorny Problem

Shara’s forest was concealed by a veil and booby trapped. Although most of the Pure Human Revolution League walked right by her little section of forest, somehow Eldbar and Regvat had stumbled right through the veil. She smiled as they became hopelessly entangled in thorny branches.

“Oye Eldbar, we’re so humped. I cannot move at all.”

“Shhhh, you dolt, we’d be a right tasty meal for some snagnasty stuck the way we are.”

Reluctantly, Shara drew the thorns back enough to allow the two to escape and sent her tiny fae friends to make sure they made no wrong turns.

Word count 100

For Friday Fictioneers

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP