PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll Sitting behind me, as fate would have it, as you drag your finger across my back, I know it’s you. The faintest touch of a dizzily dragging finger that makes the hairs stand up on the back of my neck like you knew it would. But we wereContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – We Were Just Children”
It’s been a while…. I tagged you first as the rain fell. You chased me through the umbrella-d drones: scared of shorting their circuitry. The rain fell on us. I looked back at you when you stopped smiling to blow the wet hair off your face. I didn’t notice wet socks in new shoes whileContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Rainy Nights”
Am I to believe all these circumstances? Have I been bred to be so naïve?
Sometimes it feels like platforms are fall into the path of my steps, and I get to where I’m supposed to be. This calculated fate designed for destiny; premeditated not by me. Do they think that I don’t see just because I’ve always been here- that my sheltering would leave me transfixed?
To hear all my life the beauty of the painted skies, but when I finally reached out for them, my knuckles resounded a knock!
I beseech you the truth. Lies forevermore, nevermore.
Every time you feel that tenseness in your chest. Every time you feel that sudden dizziness. Every time you pass a semi. Every time you cross a bridge. Every time you take the stairs. Every time you take the elevator. Every time you look out the fifth floor window. It could break. It could snap. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Light at the End”
A hand outstretched, in hopes of partnership to rebuild the lost: from a dissed utopia to a dystopia. Annexation of their civilization was just conservation. No one can make it alone anymore. Not him. Not them. But together, their survivability increased exponentially. But his hand shook. He was nervous. No, he was thirsty. He wasContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Hand Shake”
Before my story, I just wanted to apologize for not being around as much (writing, reading others, commenting, etc). Just got a new job and started summer classes! Things have been a little hectic! I’ll be around more when things settle down. Thanks for everyone who keeps coming by anyway! It wasn’t luck. He hadContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Sign of Success”
“Your business acumen must be quite splendid,” he spoke with a veracious vernacular that was apropos for such a well-heeled man. “Quite,” I responded with a nod from my outstretched pinky, holding a glass of Chateau Margaux. “And, if you would be so kind as to remind me of what it is that you do.” Continue reading “Friday Ficitoneers – Excusez-moi”
Tried a more fairy-tale approach for this one! Been trying different writing styles lately. Feedback is welcomed! A king once told a local blacksmith to build him the strongest shackles in the world so he could capture a dragon and take its gold. In return, the blacksmith would receive a large portion of the wealth. Immediately afterContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – The Blacksmith”
Rain droplet’s sing in the rain Our primary source of life Freely falling from the skies A gift of sustenance from above Given to us out of love Pure tears for lost souls No salt for passing ones Wet mildew the angels cry for us? They cry for each one The born The born-again TheContinue reading “Raindrops”
Now the Wilsons lived out ‘n the middle of nowhere- ain’t no neighbor for a good 20 miles! They owned a good chunk of farmland and the rest, well I guess the state never thought they needed it. John was tellin’ me that they had a field blocked with a barbed fence at the edgeContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Howlers”