True Life (46 Words) Pictures on the wall my stand Day and month and year No picture ever yet can catch The memories we hold dear
Fire Arrows (331 Words) “Why didn’t you tell me?” Sir Pedder raised his head. “Tell you?” he questioned, slowly. “Tell me that you knew my father.” The knight held the young woman’s gaze steadily. “I did not know him well,” he said. “But I remember him. He was a brave man. It was a lossContinue reading “Fire Arrows #writephoto”
In-Between (99 Words) The fence had stood between them since they were children. When she was little, Emmy peeked between the slats. She made up stories about the secretive boy-next-door. She decided he was magic.
Song of the Roamer (78 Words) Where are you going So far from your home What are you seeking And why do you roam
Ribbons in his Hair (161 Words) Emily knew the minute she went around the corner that she was about to get an earful. “It’s that time of the year again!” said the elf. He sat as if he’d been waiting for her, his hands clenched on tree bark and his green eyes seething petulant fire.Continue reading “Ribbons in his Hair”
Noise (84 Words) The traffic starts At six a.m. At five o’ clock It starts again The noise and rush is no surprise The world is quiet in your eyes.
All the Reward (254 Words) Her hands shook. She scraped the tough skin from the root, then cut the inner meat into thin circles. The pot was already boiling when she added the root. It was one chance in a thousand, but they had tried everything else. She watched the plant fibers melt and disperse.Continue reading “All the Reward”
The Bell That Couldn’t Ring (192 Words) One day they would have to ring the bell. It was inevitable. With the increasing attacks from the cave crawlers, it was only a matter of time before barbed and electric wire was breached and the town would be overcome. So there Peter stood in the hopes ofContinue reading “The Bell That Couldn’t Ring”
The Arrow and its Mark (289 Words) She leaned on her elbows. It was a warm bright day with a cool wind ghosting the tops of the trees. The water was blue under the sky. For a long time Kat watched, seeing the shapes of minnows like vague small shadows below. But then she sawContinue reading “The Arrow and its Mark #writephoto”
The Umbrella (175 Words) She had carried the umbrella since she was a girl. Sunshine and rain, there was the umbrella in her hand like a gentleman’s cane. And walking in a moonlight garden with her sister, there was the umbrella spread as always. Angie hadn’t seen her sister in ten years. Both of themContinue reading “The Umbrella”