Once upon a time – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers!  Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture.  Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing!

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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Once upon a time

The bowl was a special object in his childhood and beyond.

 It was an elegant design and made of the finest crystal.  It had pride of place on his mother’s sideboard.  He loved to cradle it on his lap and trace the patterns with his fingers.  His mother let him do this and trusted him to handle it with care.

 She had such faith in him and he never let it drop.  Not until the day of her funeral when, as he reached for it, his trembling hands lost their grip and the bowl, like his heart, broke into pieces.

 

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Worn out – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers!  Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture.  Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing!

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© Photographer prefers to remain anonymous.

Worn out

A solitary figure stood alone at the top of the tall cliff, measuring the views with sadness in his eyes.  With a shrug, he took the path away from the restless surf and through the long miles of woodland.  He trudged through the night under the critical gaze of the silent moon and slept in the shadows of the unwelcoming hedges.  He seemed not to know where the road would lead him but pursued his course with resigned indifference.

 I came across the boots.  Abandoned.

I wondered where they had been and whether there was a purpose in the journey.

 

 

Ninety Days – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers!  Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture.  Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a written piece of no more than 100 words.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing!

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PHOTO PROMPT ©Jill Wisoff

Ninety Days

My mother’s face was transformed by a sudden smile.  I looked at her in surprise then took her in my arms and held her close.

 After a while, I laid her gently back upon the pillow and stood up to look out of the window.  The city was brightly lit.  In this room, a light had just gone out.

I moved back to sit at the bedside and took my mother’s hand in mine.  I had clasped it tightly as we walked together along the pathway towards the end of her life.  A gentle walk that took just ninety days. 

 

 

 

 

Empty House – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers!  Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture.  Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing!

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PHOTO PROMPT © Karen Rawson

Empty House

He made his way to the bleak and windswept hilltop.  The crumbling wooden steps groaned with each footstep and the desolate trees sighed their despair.

 Monico came to a halt at the house that sat darkly under the brooding sky.  He knocked at the door and shouted out, “I am here.”  His words were swept away by the wind.

 Silent shadows moved through the mouldering walls that held secrets hidden from sight. But no voice answered him.

 The hours crept slowly by as he sat, waiting.  “Soon, soooon,” the night owl called as it flew by.  Then silence fell again.

 

 

 

The journey – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers!  Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture.  Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing!

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PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

The journey

My friend had come to me and said, “I know the way.  Let’s go.”

We set off eagerly on the long journey that took us out of town and onto rough pathways winding upwards through the trees.  We came to a clearing and stood in silence looking at the dead tree that held its arms out as if to bar our way.

Shaking his head, my friend cried out, “I’m lost.”

I slowly turned towards the gaping maw of the rock face beside me and heard its mocking laughter tell me that my search for self had been in vain.

 

 

 

Building bridges – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers!  Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture.  Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing!

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PHOTO PROMPT © Douglas M. MacIlroy

Building bridges

The river was deep and wide and had always been a barrier that hindered access to his fields.  At last, a bridge was under construction.  The farmer looked with satisfaction at the pattern of chains that would hold the pillars in place.

 “You could have saved yourself the trouble and sold the land to me,” grumbled his neighbour. “You won’t be needing it much longer.”

 The farmer lifted his old grey head.  “There is a purpose in doing it now.”  He turned and gestured towards the young man who was walking towards them.  “I am building this bridge for him!”

 

 

 

 

The view from the window – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers!  Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture.  Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing!

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PHOTO PROMPT © Yarnspinnerr

The view from the window

The glints of sunlight on the rain-covered leaves of the apple tree reminded me suddenly of that showery spring morning when I looked down at you from the window and laughed as you messed around in the garden.

We had such happy times when love was new.  But trouble came like rain clouds that drift in to blot out the sun.  The gladness slowly slipped away and now the view from the window is blurred with tears.

 Though you are no longer in my sight, I remember those special moments.  And thoughts of you still make my sad heart sing.