The Mountains Sing On,
Tell Us To Carry Onward.
New Adventures Call…
Prompt:
Thursday photo prompt: Onward #writephoto
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Senryu: Exist
Today We Exist.
Tomorrow, We May Exist.
But When Do We Live?
Prompt: RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #230 Exist&Today
Haiku: Untrodden
We Stand In Defence,
Untrodden By Invaders.
Like Our Motherland…
Prompt:
Flash Fiction: Disrespect
Sarah finished buttoning her skirt, just in time to see Jasper pulling on his pants.
Jasper looked around uncomfortably. Sarah sighed.
“Okay, what is it? What’s wrong?”
“You know Sarah, I think what we did was wrong. We should not have done this in the graveyard. It was a bad idea.”
Sarah smirked.
“Really? Now you think it is wrong. You did not think it was wrong when I was giving you the time of your life? I did not hear you complaining then. You were as loud as I was.”
Jasper shivered.
“I still think we showed disrespect to the dead here.”
Sarah laughed.
“I think the only disrespect you showed, was to me. And I enjoyed every inch of it.”
Before Jasper could respond, a sound coming from the trees broke the silence of the graveyard. Jasper and Sarah looked around trying to find the source of the sound. They did not have to search for long. A lady carrying a lamp made her appearance. Jasper and Sarah looked at each other, and then looked back at the lady. But, they saw nothing. The lady had disappeared.
The couple realized too late that the lady had appeared right behind their backs. The realization had come in the form of a strong shove that launched the lovers on to the ground. The silent lady took the two unconscious lovers by their heads and dragged them towards a fresh grave.
RIP
Here lie Jasper and Sarah, disrespecters of the dead….
Word Count: 250
Prompts:
Haiku: Hidden
Hidden From The World,
Only You, Me, and Nature.
Total Perfection…
Prompt:
Senryu: The Whole Truth
The Criminal Swore
On His Honor, To Tell Truth.
Judge Smiled At Con Man..
Prompt:
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #227 Truth&Honor
Image Credit: Elizabeth Williams
Senryu: The Book
Ignored Nice Old Man,
Opened Dark Book. Understood
Fault When Dead Arose…
Prompt:
COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 110, “PLEASANT & READ,” #SYNONYMSONLY
This week I chose ‘Understood’ and ‘Nice’ as synonyms of ‘Read’ and ‘Pleasant’.
Happy reading! 🙂
Haiku: Scuba
Cool waters and fish,
Coral reefs call out to me.
Time to scuba dive!
Prompt:
Thursday photo prompt: Faraway #writephoto
Flash Fiction: Cave Trip 2
This is the second part in the tale:
Find the prequel here:
Happy reading! 🙂
After discovering the skeleton, I decided to explore further.
I drew my Glock out of my pocket. After all, prevention is better than cure. I trained the flashlight’s beam in front of me, keeping my gun ready in the other hand. After walking for another five minutes in silence, I saw a wall in front of me. On the wall, was the drawing of a man stuck inside a vortex. The man was a protrusion in the wall. As soon as I touched it, the wall parted away.
It revealed a pathway bordered by white pillars….
(Find the sequel here: Part 3 – Flash Fiction: Uninvited Guest)
Word Count: 97
Prompts:
Flash Fiction: The Test
She had never felt less prepared for a test in her entire life. Not a clue about her final test. She needed to be at her best. However, the surrounding gloomy forest was not helping one bit.
Her examiners were leading her deeper into the forest. She did not feel right about the test. She wanted to run back home and hide under her bed covers. She knew that was not an option. Finally, after trudging for an hour through the murky woods, she reached her destination. She finally saw it – her final test. It was an antique car. Grey and red in colour, it looked in great shape other than its wheels. The wheels were not attached to the car. They were placed right next to where they were meant to be. Her examiners pointed towards the car.
“Fix it and drive us out of here.”
She had never imagined this would be her final test.
“I have never driven one before. I was not trained for it.”
The oldest examiner placed his hand on her shoulder.
“Cadet, you cannot train for everything. If you are going to infiltrate the humans, you need to improvise.”
Word Count: 197
Phew! Mashed up three prompts here for the first time :
WRITE NOW PROMPT FOR MAY 11, 2018
FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018: WEEK #19
I do hope the story turned out well! 🙂
