Granddaughter with net
on a firefly evening
jar at the ready
Carpe Diem Specisl #38, Kyoshi Takahama’s ‘a gold bug’.
Calling Home
22 May
photo copyright: Danny Bowman
For Friday Fictioneers
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Ten years ago today mother tossed him out and he misses her terribly.
Standing before the payphone he twirls the quarter in his pocket. Five days running he has stood here and each time lost his nerve.
With sweating palms he reaches out for the receiver only to realize that it is missing. “An omen from God” he thinks as he pockets his change.
A radiant sun warms his shoulders as he slowly makes his way back to the homeless shelter. The men step aside as he approaches.
“Mornin’ Father Tom”
“Mornin’ boys. God has given us another beautiful day“
(100 words)
Bells – the Līgo Haībun Challenge
19 May
Through the thick fog the eerie sound of the ships bell can be heard. Eight bells, this sailors watch is over. All hands are on deck as the ship’s commanding officer gives the eulogy. The burial flag, now soaking wet, will be removed before the casket is slowly lowered over the deck and committed into the churning sea .
a sailors last wish
to be returned to the sea
death is not the end
House of Eternity
18 May
Many mummies were provided with some form of funerary literature to take with them to the afterlife. Most funerary literature consists of lists of spells and instructions for navigating the afterlife. During the Old Kingdom, only the pharaoh had access to this material, which scholars refer to as the Pyramid Texts. The Pyramid Texts are a collection of spells to assure the royal resurrection and protect the pharaoh from various malignant influences. The Pharaoh Unas was the first to use this collection of spells, as he and a few subsequent pharaohs had them carved on the walls of their pyramids.[17] These texts were individually chosen from a larger bank of spells.
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on walls of the tomb
magical incantations
for the immortal
Carpe Diem’s Kamishibai #2
Carpe Diem Special # 37
16 May
Photo credit: Peter Rodney Breaux
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waxing crescent moon
spring passes into summer
with barely a sigh
Carpe Diem Special #37, Kyoshi Takahama’s ‘the night of Spring’
Forbidden Ground
15 May 
Copyright – Sarah Ann Hall
Forbidden Ground
Naomi Perdu hated returning home to Grandmother’s house for college break. She had lived with her in the bayou since the death of her parents when she was three.
Out wandering the homestead she came upon the fence hidden in the deep woods. She had always been forbidden to cross over. Grandmère insisting that she would disappear if she did.
“Silly Cajun woman” she told herself as she hastily climbed over “what does she know, she has no education”. Naomi’s feet never touched the ground. With a barely audible * pop * she simply vanished.
Grandmère stepped out from behind a tree. “Ungrateful child” she hissed “don’t listen no better than her parents”.
