Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 30

Posted on March 30, 2018 by Michael

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Amar had thought himself adventurous as a young man, but the tide of adventure had turned against him in recent times.

He no longer understood what the device attached to his wrist did apart from making interesting sounds at various times of the day. He assumed they were to tell him something or remind him of something, but he couldn’t remember either.

His mind had begun to play tricks on him. It was like he believed there was a football game happening in his head with opposing sides competing for his attention.

He knew it was ludicrous that such a thing could be happening as he’d spent a lifetime engaged in research and development, his mind at the forefront of innovation but now all that was nestled in the back of his brain as there was this constant struggle between forces of the inane and the repetitive.

The bottomless pit of ignorance knew no bounds and was as he aged engulfing him into its playground of unconscious word play where each word seemed to him a contradiction to the previous word.

He was finding it hard to escape its clutches and wondered if it might be easier to stop resisting and surrender to what seemed inevitable.

These thoughts Amar contemplated momentarily as he then found distraction in the wearable device which was at that moment playing Happy Birthday and he wondered why.

 

Written for: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2018/03/30/reenas-exploration-challenge-week-30/

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March 29: Flash Fiction Challenge – Dancing Fingers

Posted on March 30, 2018 by Michael

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March 29, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about fingers that fly. Think about the different ways we use our fingers and what happens when we add speed. Go where the prompt leads.

As he aged, he found the only part of him that resembled flight were his fingers, and the advent of arthritis was threatening that.

It was the pleasure he derived from his morning sojourn into his blog and the generous fellow bloggers commenting on his humble writing and who allowed him to venture into their respective blog worlds.

He loved it when his fingers danced across the keyboard composing a response to the latest prompt that came his way.

His fingers were what kept him alive and wanting to be part of the wide and wonderful world of words.

 

Written for: https://carrotranch.com/2018/03/30/march-29-flash-fiction-challenge/

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Thursday photo prompt: Valley #writephoto – Delusion

Posted on March 29, 2018 by Michael

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“You love me don’t you?” she asked as we sat outside our tent sipping on the freshly brewed coffee she’d expertly made.

“Of course,” I replied, “for an older woman you are a bit of alright.”

“I’ve decided to change all that,” she announced, “from now on I’m only going to celebrate my birthday every four years.”

“Isn’t that simply denying the obvious?”

“No, not at all. I’m doing it because I can. So please don’t say anything about my birthday for the next four years. By then I will be fifty-two.”

“But you’re fifty one now.”

“Yes exactly. You see my point. Every four years of time I will register one more chronological year. You’ll age as per normal, I’ll love you till your dying day, and when you die, I’ll bury you and move on.”

“That’s all a bit calculating isn’t it?”

“It’s the only way I can possibly cope with aging and the passing of time. If it’s necessary, you can humour me and go along with me.”

“When did you think of this?”

“Oh just now. I was looking down the valley and thinking in the morning mist it looks just divine. So I thought of a way I could enjoy it a little longer. I figure I have a good thirty years left in me, but if I stretch them out by taking each year in four-year increments, I can be around a long time. Smart eh?”

“You’re delusional.”

“Huh, you just jealous.”

“Any more coffee?”

 

Written for: https://scvincent.com/2018/03/29/thursday-photo-prompt-valley-writephoto/

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Tale Weaver – #165 – March 29 – Longing

Posted on March 29, 2018 by Michael

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I long for your love

When least suspecting

It brushes past me

Caressing my soul in the subtlest of ways.

The passing smile, the words of encouragement,

The giggle at my folly

The helping hand to fix another stuff up.

The notes I find where a gentle kiss

Reminds me you are near.

Finding you wrapped round me

On the coldest of nights

Your warm feet my human hot water bottle.

The engaging pillow talk,

Your patience when you try to explain

An issue that bothers you.

Your smile when you return with your brewed cup-a-joe.

We love to disengaged from the turmoil in the world

By sitting at the back fence watching the ducks

Strut in ownership the creek and all surrounding it.

I long for together moments

Nestled into each other

Just you and me.

 

Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/03/29/tale-weaver-165-march-29-longing/

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100 Word Wednesday: Week 64 – Chapman the Druid

Posted on March 28, 2018 by Michael

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Photo by Linus Sandvide

Chapman loved flaming torches. As a founding member of the Morpethroad Druids Are Us, he looked forward to his annual ceremonial tribute to all things druidish.

He practised a lot; standing in the grotto at the bottom of the garden his flaming torch outlining the silhouette of the place he knew held magical qualities.

This coming Friday was going to bring with it a rare blue moon. In the appropriate helmet and ceremonial attire, Chapman knew this was going to be a memorable night.

He wished he had more members, but he’d make do with just himself and his torch.

 

Written for: https://bikurgurl.com/2018/03/28/100-word-wednesday-week-64/

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In Other Words, happenstance…

Posted on March 28, 2018 by Michael

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Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less using the word happenstance

It was pure happenstance that I arrived at the finishing post just as the escaped bull burst onto the tracks.

We stared at each other, both frozen to the spot.

The bull pawed the ground, I thought of the nearest escape.

As it moved so did I, the crowd by now in a frenzy of excitement.

The bull puzzled by the noise stopped and tried to eat, unsuccessfully, the artificial turf, much to its continued displeasure.

 

Written for: https://patriciasplace.me/2018/03/28/in-other-words-happenstance/

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018 – Cheating

Posted on March 28, 2018 by Michael

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Cheating often involves one or two individuals, and often it happens in isolation.

This past week we in Australia have been disappointed to hear of our national cricket team cheating in the current series being played in South Africa.

Some might say what’s the fuss over a game?

For many of us, cricket is synonymous with being Australian.

We grew up playing in our back yards, later we played in competitions within our local communities and all the while we looked up to our national team, they were our heroes, playing a game held up to be a challenge between bat and ball but always played fair.

If we were not good enough on the day, then we lost, and there was always next week to look forward to.

Our current team has ripped that ideal away from us. They conspired to flout the rules of the game and bring shame on us all.

Cricket is a game with a great history. Wonderful players are remembered and revered no matter what country they have come from.

Today our sense of fairness, playing a game for the fun of playing is in tatters.

I can only hope the players who survive this disgrace are able to resurrect the passion we all feel for this wonderful game.

 

Written for: https://flashfictionforthepracticalpractitioner.wordpress.com/2018/03/28/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-2018-week-13/

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Photo Challenge #207 – Tokens of Love

Posted on March 27, 2018 by Michael

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Image: – Alpha Coders

Each lock is someone’s undying love

I wonder if they hold true today.

Do the vibrant red symbolise something more

Or the flamboyant couple needing to be different.

Do the gaps represent a love that has died?

A stolen relationship, one gone sour.

 

I felt her hand tighten as we stood in front

Her fingers encased in mine,

Both left, and right the fence was littered

With symbols of love.

I asked her if she wanted to proclaim our love in this way

A token of us among so many.

She replied wasn’t it enough we knew,

Who else needed to know?

 

Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/03/27/photo-challenge-207/

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Twittering Tale #77 – 26 March 2018

Posted on March 27, 2018 by Michael

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I dropped it and down it went, where it landed, no one knows.
I think it missed the grey-haired man, and I’m certain Mrs Smith avoided it hitting one of her two heads.
She’s a funny old stick.
She and her fluff ball dog, always out walking.
Maybe it will bounce back up?
Do you think?   (279 characters)

Written for: https://katmyrman.com/2018/03/27/twittering-tale-77-27-march-2017/

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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – A Man is Screaming.

Posted on March 26, 2018 by Michael

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There’s a man screaming on the walkway. He’s creating a scene, and people are stopping to gaze at him as he runs in circles screaming and pointing to the cameras on the wall, “They’re watching us, all of us, fear for your life.”

It is clear this man is frantic; his eyes illustrate the desperateness he must be feeling. He is passionate in his belief.

A man tries to comfort him, but he pushes him away telling him he should be home, hiding under his bed for if not they will come for him.

By now a crowd has gathered, and in the distance, I can see the police approaching.

It is clear they know this man; they address him by name and calm him down. One takes his arm and leads him away, but he is still muttering about the cameras.

When he is gone peace descends on the walkway, and one camera swivels to view the young couple kissing beneath it.

 

Written for: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2018/03/26/fffaw-challenge-week-of-march-27-2018/

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