Saturday, January 28, 2012

Whether or no...

"Prompt-and-Share A fun little random word prompt for Friday, keeping it short again but a little longer than yesterday:

150 words max
Use the words: time, attitude, clever"

Those who follow me on Twitter will have a decent clue where this came from. ;P

Time, like the soft sigh of a sleeping babe or a clever turn of phrase in the hush of distant memories; it comes and goes.

Woe that it is so. No matter to which attitude we greet it.

It comes.

Swiftly or slow; it goes.

Would you weep for me? Would you rage with me? Would you laugh at the turning of its wheel?

Or holding hands, leap forth into that deep night where it matters not. Where time cannot grasp at our wrinkling flesh. Or touch strands of silvery hair.

Our stuttering hearts wind down. Would you stay with me? My head bowed in final supplication, with outstretched arms to greet it.

Swiftly, now, it goes.

Thursday, January 26, 2012


 I caught a prompt today! I think I've been missing them in my feed.

"Prompt-and-Share A really short one today, just to get those juices flowing.

100 words MAX
Your story has to start with: I'd expected he'd come after me.

No other criteria required - Write!"

To be upfront about this.... I haven't written anything in probably close to two months now and I only put about three minutes worth of effort into this little flash. I have to say, I've really missed the prompt and shares. 


I'd expected he'd come after me, but he'd already been. The whispering shadows shifted, lingering where the sun couldn't reach. His scent, I remembered so well. So fondly. It tickled the edges of my awareness. Yes, he'd already come and gone. Long before my dreaming mind fled to reality; the hateful place, but for him.

There, he'd waited, impatiently. Waited, then walked away while I slept. His breath a memory of the wind, now. His sad eyes peering too deeply. His beating heart under warm skin. I'd never know, ever again.

I expected to be first, but he'd gone on ahead.