Dawn: you break open my world, give me warmth for a new day
give me a path to place my feet and shine a light in an otherwise
Stranded – no place to run
These infernal crop dusters won’t leave me in peace.
How am to do my job if they won’t leave me alone??
Where is a pest to roam?
This flash fiction is the “answer” to my Friday Flash Fiction. If you get a chance, read the full sequence. Thanks to Monkey Man who each week gives us the opportunity to hang out at his place and write fiction in 160 characters – it can be done!
He carefully forms his message in the sand
Shells in a heart shape emphasizing
Love ~ devotion
An unexpected wave crashes
Everything at that moment for her is
Each week Monkey Man hosts flash fiction in 160 characters. Like writing a tweet – it takes some doing to convey thought in so few words. Come join the fun!
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The stars brilliantly stayed in line.
Planets knew their place.
It was time for the interplanetary firework display
The Leonids put all earthly pyrotechnics to shame!
Thanks to Tune Tezel for the awesome shot of the Leonid shower
Thanks Monkey Man for the weekly Flash Fiction in 160 characters show.
( this is over 160 – don’t mess wit me)
Hear my stic ‘bout knights of old
but have u heard one
rarely laid down
Dis is bout a knight’s dayz off
he don’t fight
takes it downtown
the man is gettin down
rappin man is quite a fool
but boyz the ladies think he’s cool
Thanks to my friend Sean Vessey who keeps bailing me out of writing dilemmas. I think this is more his than mine. Join us, each Monday, as we begin The Quest of Titan our endeavor in writing a novel in “duet” form.
Monkey Man is the fun and crazy weekly host of the fast and furious Flash Fiction. Why Flash? It’s over before you have begun. In 160 characters, there is nothing more than blinking that occurs.
Credit to creative Commons and Alyssa Tomfohdre for the Photograph
She opened one eye then another
Hmm do I venture out from warmth?
Peering out from under her arm
Then moves in her cat-like manner
Welcomes the New Year
Thanks to Monkey Man as he hosts Sunday flashfiction ( in 160 characters) each week. come join us for great fun.
A moment ago I gazed upon beauty.
Picture perfect a visual delight.
The frame has moved forward empty boxes and clutter here and there.
Let the day after Christmas begin.
There’s always a mess at my house so I enjoy taking a break at Monkey Man’s Flash Fiction in 160 characters – count ’em
On Dasher, Oh Dancer
No Comet, Stop Cupid!
Vixen your’e acting ..
Dash it -This Christmas party has gone to the deers
Blitzed reindeer can’t fly
Get me the Dogs!!!!
Join in the Flash Fiction fun at Monkey Man’s place. More fun than a barrel of… well you know we do “it” in 160 characters
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What did you say
Did you make a sound
“Honey I love you”
I heard her say
With all we’d been through
My memories at times seem so far away
After speaking with a dear friend whose wife is captive in Alzheimer’s, I was inspired to write this Fiction for him, for her
Thanks to Monkey Man who weekly hosts our flash fiction in 160. Amazing what people can do with a few words. Join us
I had a story in my head
I was finishing the last chapter
When it jumped out!
I watched as my 300 page novel
began to run down the road
“Wait I haven’t finished the …”
Aren’t 160 character stories fun? I actually had my 160 in my head and before I could jot it down it escaped and left me with this. Please join Monkey Man as he encourages us to write Micro Fiction
Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
Thanks for following a cowgirl on her crazy life journey.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Hoping to make the world more beautiful
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