Spring Cleaning #flashfiction

Her head showed a distinct indentation of hammer.

“She will live but she will never be able to use that arm again” the ER doc sighed with relief.

****

“Over my dead body …” she shouted

That was the last thing the nosy neighbor heard before she heard the chainsaw whir

“9-1-1 an accident is about to…”

***

I’ve been having chainsaw dreams ever since I borrowed my friend’s chainsaw to do some cleanup. So what better way to use 55 words for Friday Flash Fiction. Happy Spring cleaning to all and to Mr G who spring cleans on a Harley

The Ides of March #juliuscaesar #flashfiction #idesofmarch

A day of reference in the Roman calendar like the Kalends or the Nones except in this case a day where one man is plagued by prophecy…

“What does a mere mortal know about life or death?” Julius grimaces

“He will believe he is safe with us. Let’s make his last moments memorable.”  The best of the ’44 is poured.

Friday Flash Fiction (hosted each week by the G-Man) is a fun and challenging way to put your skill to the test by writing a story in 55 words. Happy Ides of March to one and all.

As The Dice Fall… #flashfiction

They had fallen

fate placed in your hands

not mine

How would the outcome have been different?

Would the sacrifice have been this high?

No!!!

For the dice would never had spilt innocent blood had I rolled

But you are the high roller

caring little for the lives of others

only caring for

your gain…

Thanks to the weekly fun hosted by G-Man flash fiction at its best

Hollow Reality #flash fiction

The room was filled with smiling faces
Each appeared so sincere
Every eye filled with laughter
“Why do I feel out-of-place?” she wondered
It seemed every where she went she never belonged
Then by chance she happened to see a placard on her way out
“leave your masks at the door when you leave!”

Thanks to G-Man @ http://g-man-mrknowitall.blogspot.com ( sorry my hyperlink isnt working)who always throws a great party over at his place. Bring your words  no more than 55 tho. Masks are optional

Thank You to Carlos Castillo for the fantastic photo!!! Please enjoy other work by him. http://www.flickr.com/photos/chato/30622339/

If You Leave Me Now… #flashfiction

We had been listening to oldies on our favorite radio station

I caught the glisten in his eyes and heard “I love you honey thanks…”

A long time ago I had almost left

He’d begged for another chance

he stopped drinking and became a totally different man

Earlier this week in the news: An elderly couple died in a final embrace this week after they had been in a fatal car accident.

Thanks to G-Man for the weekly challenge to write a story in 55 words.

they felt the impact but didnt see it

Not on the Note Pad #Flashfiction

You look  into my eyes so much trust,  more hope.

Peering over my glasses into blue tear filled eyes.

What can I do to erase the tears ~

where sorrow lays?

I look at my note pad – it’s empty!

no answers

only questions

Suddenly I feel tears

Your tears are now mine

you are set free

It’s another week of Friday 55 Flash Fiction hosted by the coast to coast host – G-Man. Join us as we write fiction in 55 words.

Thanks for the photograph: Quinn Dombrowski http://www.flickr.com/photos/quinnanya/3048578677/lightbox/

… And You!!! #Flashfiction

… and with them

 last vestige of hope

swept away in the current

a stormy existence

**

That life boat

in the haze

 called to me

it’s unattainable

***

… and so

I live

caught in the current

below the waves

***

one hope

the end will come soon

for what is there

to give me breath

***

thank you for …

a momentary ray

happiness

on that little boat

***

…and you must

stay afloat

for others

 need hope

… and you!!!

Each Friday is awesome – many writers and bloggers get together and write a story in a mere 55 words. This piece is a little more prose and symbolic in nature. Thank you to G-Man for hosting weekly!

Thanks Mike for this awesome shot off Morro Bay…http://www.flickr.com/photos/mikebaird/3016985275/

Sing It From the Rooftops #FlashFiction

She knew the music by heart

motioning to the man on the sound board

“can we do one run through first?

I want this recording perfect.”

He tweeked the settings  pulling out her rich contralto tones.

“I’m ready,” she signaled head phones in place

She sang her heart out for her friend

“Happy Birthday Chris”

This 55 Flash Fiction is dedicated to a talented writer and photographer who I have the honor of working with At One Stop Poetry – Happy Birthday  Chris Galford.

Thanks to G-Man for the weekly opportunity to write Flash Fiction in a mere 55 words.