Fading Away – a Twittering Tale
Can you see me? Am I ghost to your eyes? I gave so much but kept nothing for myself and now I’m lost like a grieving child, unloved, unspoken. My heart and soul tissue paper thin like tattered confetti fluttering in a breeze. Bit by bit, I feel myself fading away. Can you see me?
character count 280
For Kat’s Twittering Tales
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Frank – a Crimson Creative Challenge
He stood at the top of a small rise. Strong and fearsome, he surveyed his domain. The unmown meadow of alfalfa spread out before him. Cattle grazed lazily in the summer sun as he watched over them with his fierce eyes focused. There, by the fence, … INTRUDERS. Frank lunged forward, his deep treads digging furrows in the soft soil. “FACE MY WRATH,” Frank bellowed, throwing great clods of dirt and grass up behind him.
Down the meadow among the lazy cows, Mater shouted back to Lightning, “Don’t let Frank catch ya,” as he sped away from the roaring tractor.
word count 100
inspired by the movie “Cars”
for Crimsons Creative Challenge
Til next time ~Don’t let Frank catch ya ~JPP
The sokudu bike puttered slowly to a stop as Keziah held up a fist, the signal for the group to stop. Her wary gaze took in their surroundings. Flat lands for kilometers in every direction, good spot to make camp. They pitched their tents in the lee of the collapsed buildings. This land hadn’t been much before the war just a tiny oasis surrounded by kilometers of empty desert. Now they called it the “Never Never.” The saying was “Never go out there or you’ll Never come back.” Continue reading “Rest Stop … Last Stop”
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
“Penny for a posy, penny for a posy mum? Penny for a posy.” The little waif danced about the fountain square hawking her wares. A small tattered basket filled with flowers picked from the roadsides. They were gathered into tattered little bundles with equally tattered and dirty bits of string or rag. Star knew she should keep walking, she had to get back to the inn before she was missed. But the dark circles of the child’s eyes beckoned her, she placed a few coins in the girl’s hand and selected a flower from the basket. Continue reading “Stream of Consciousness Saturday a penny for a posy”
The Party
She wandered through the party. Surrounded by happy, laughing people, her smile firmly in place. A few more moments and she could disappear. Back to the protection of the shadows, away from this glaring light of life. A nod here, a handshake there, she made for the exit.
She was nearly overwhelmed by frivolous emotions from the party goers, their raucous laughter covering the deeper, darker feelings. Greed, lust, jealousy, hatred, all covered by a thin veneer of forced joy. Like yesterday’s child, blindfolded, disoriented, groping for … something, she stumbled blindly through the crowd.
word count 95
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
The waters were beginning to settle now. Ripples remained in only two lanes. Charley called “all right you git, enough of your foolishness, OUT!”
When there was no response, Charley dove in. Too late, far too late. The Prince of Farshite and his second in command were already purple and bloated by the time they surfaced. A quick reaction to the poison. Charley muttered viciously,”assassin.”
A tall, voluputuous woman made her way quickly but calmly down the street. Around the corner, shed the disguise and a few seconds later, Solanj continued down the street in her delicate, petite glory.
word count 100
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
