Archive | August, 2013

Trifextra: Week Eighty-Three

30 Aug
Trifextra: Week Eighty-Three

HAIKU (noun)

: an unrhymed verse form of Japanese origin having three lines containing usually five, seven, and five syllables

squirrel

squirrel and bluejay

loudly dispute ownership

of single peanut

 

HAIKU (noun): an unrhymed verse form of Japanese origin having three lines containing usually five, seven, and five syllables respectively – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.KpMKKrww.dpuf

 

Thunder -five sentence fiction

29 Aug

http://lilliemcferrin.com/five-sentence-fiction-thunder/

Her heart nearly  pounded out of her chest and she felt the blood thundering in her brain, the weakness in her knees making her barely able to stand, but she kept a brave face. She must not let the others see the turmoil that was within her, especially not Mom. Lillian could tell just by looking at Mom that she felt just as badly, they both avoided talking so as not to burst into tears as the yellow bus rounded the corner. They released one another’s hand at the same instant, the final severing of mother and baby, the beginning of mother and child. Lillian’s first day of kindergarten.

school-bus

Union Station

28 Aug

Friday Fictioneers

30 August 2013

Copyright - Dawn M. Miller

Copyright – Dawn M. Miller

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“Stay together children, we don’t want to lose anyone”

There was no danger of that happening, the six small children hang on to one another as tightly as possible.

It has been a difficult journey. Seated in the first wagon behind the locomotive for the entire trip, they now reek of smoke, their little faces stained with soot.

The woman expertly steers them through the crowded lobby and into the street.

Martha watches from behind her jewelery counter as they pass through. She has seen them many times in the thirty years she has worked here.

The six orphans and their escort who suffocated to death in car number one, February 1943.

Roger Bowls A Turkey

27 Aug
Trifecta: Week Ninety-Two

TURKEY

1: a large North American gallinaceous bird (Meleagris gallopavo) that is domesticated in most parts of the world
2: failure, flop; especially : a theatrical production that has failed
3: three successive strikes in bowling
4: a stupid, foolish, or inept person

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TURKEY

1: a large North American gallinaceous bird (Meleagris gallopavo) that is domesticated in most parts of the world
2: failure, flop; especially : a theatrical production that has failed
3: three successive strikes in bowling
4: a stupid, foolish, or inept person

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.yBsys4pC.dpuRoger Bowls A Turkey

The Sherbrooke Rockets had been on the cusp of winning the U.S. Bowling championship so many times they could almost taste it.

As they sat around the night before the final playoff game talking strategies, Roger absent mindedly polished his favourite ball.

Suddenly a genie appeared..

I suppose you want me to grant you a wish

Oh wow! I really want to bowl a turkey tomorrow

What will you give me in return?

I have nothing of value. I promise you my first-born child

Agreed. It shall come to pass

*poof * the genie was gone.

The next day the team was on fire with Roger leading the way with the promised turkey. After all the photos had been taken with “their” trophy the teammates slapped Roger on the back.

That was a mighty big sacrifice you made for the team

Hell, it was nothin’ I got a vasectomy five years ago

Trifecta: Week Ninety-Two

Sword of the Samauri

25 Aug

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It was Tommy’s turn for show-and-tell.

He turned and slowly uncovered the photograph. “These” he said with much flourish “are my Grandfathers swords. They were given to him as a gift by his teacher,  Master Po. He said my grandfather was the greatest student he had ever taught.

It took Grandpa many years of study to become a blade master and now people come from miles around  just to watch him perform.”

A hand goes up in the back of the classroom. “ Is your Grandfather a Samauri warrior?” the classmate asks excitedly.

Of course not!” Tommy replies angrily “ he is a world-famous teppanyaki chef”.

Ligo Haibun Challenge..illusion

24 Aug

Ligo Haibun Challenge 23/08

moon and tides

The moon controls my mood as it does the ocean tides.

Sometimes its light washes over me, drowning me in immense sorrow.

Yet,often the mere sight of it brings me incredible joy.

Is it that my heart and soul are tied to it by an invisible thread? Am I but a mere puppet under the illusion that it is I who commands the strings?

born under full moon

it’s light the umbilical cord

of my destiny

Waiting For Prince Godot

24 Aug
Trifextra: Week Eighty-Two
This weekend, we’re enlisting your help in shortening our considerably lengthy bedtime routines by giving us a children’s bedtime story in exactly 33 words
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Refusing to wait for Prince Godot to appear, the willful Princess went out and earned a doctorate. Now if he ever shows up she can offer him a decent castle to live in.
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Waiting for Godot (/ˈɡɒd/ GOD-oh[1]) is an absurdist play by Samuel Beckett, in which two characters, Vladimir and Estragon, wait endlessly and in vain for the arrival of someone named Godot.
around us.  This weekend, we’re enlisting your help in shortening our considerably lengthy bedtime routines by giving us a children’s bedtime story in exactly 33 words – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.isOiJJhu.dpuf

Travel ( five sentence fiction )

22 Aug

Umberto should have at least suspected what he was getting in to when he fell for the stunningly beautiful bruja. After two years of marriage during which he was constantly manipulated by her incantations and spells, he finally got up his nerve to tell her he was through with her. He was feeling quite smug when Paquita simply stood to the side as he wrestled his bags out the door and down to the street. There he has remained standing day after day, month after month, year after year, awaiting his carriage to freedom. Never underestimate a woman scorned.

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Birth Of A Royal

21 Aug

Copyright -Claire Fuller

Copyright –Claire Fuller

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The  tiny kingdom waited with great expectation the birth of an heir to the throne.

King Edouardo questioned the old doctor for the hundredth time..

“Is everything prepared just in case? Are you sure my wife will be unaware?” he asked nervously

“Not to worry Sire, I have done this before” he answered

Several hours later a girl was born and swiftly taken to an adjoining room. As the King bent to kiss his wife’s brow, the doctor returned with a newborn wrapped in warm blankets.

“Congratulations to you both. You have a beautiful healthy son. God save our future king.”

King Edouardo remains oblivious to this day..

Open Letter to Dear Abby

20 Aug
Trifecta: Week Ninety-One
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Dear Abby,
Although I have never been involved with movies or television they have completely ruined my life. I am stained with the brand of an evil man.
For me there will never be a lasting relationship, let alone a first date. My neighbours hide behind closed curtains and locked doors and since I am unemployable; I cannot afford the legal fees to rectify the situation.
Would it be inappropriate under these circumstances, to lie about my name?
sincerely
Fred E. Kreuger
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