Flash Fiction, Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

the boy next door

Staring out the window, I search for the final line of my verse.

Through the looking glass

Beyond the land of wonder

Alice …?

Alice cries for home? Alice mourns for me?  

I need to move away from the glass. I can’t focus. Every sound, any little movement, and I’m sure it’s her. Finally. Home for the holidays. She said she’s not interested, but she’s just confused. I can change her mind. Explain things. Show her my words. Convince her she’s meant to be with me. Mine. Forever.

Then it comes to me. The perfect ending:   

Alice dies for love.     

 (100 words)

PHOTO PROMPT ©Yvette Prior

Esther’s Writing Prompt (GLASS) immediately brought Alice in Wonderland to mind and then the Friday Fictioneers photo skewed Wonderland into an even creepier space.  

 

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

I Still Miss You

I see your face in the morning shadows

your lost voice echoing in the abyss

the memory sharp like a bramble rose

I see your face in the morning shadows

 

autumn’s gold curves in its final death throes

as fate and the future meet in a kiss  

I see your face in the morning shadows

your lost voice echoing in the abyss

Image credit; Adam Bixby @ Unsplash

Both the image and the prompt word (MISS) inspired the same feeling in me: a sense of loss. So, sorry for the melancholy, but I did enjoy the process! Thanks to the following: 

Having fun with the Triolet this week. According to

https://bysarahwhiley.wordpress.com/

A Triolet is an 8-line poem where lines repeat in a beautiful rhythm:

Lines 1, 4, and 7 are the same, and lines 2 and 8 are also repeated.

The rhyme scheme looks like this: ABaAabAB (uppercase = repeated lines).

If you’d like to make it a little trickier, try writing each line with 8 syllables (iambic tetrameter, the classic French style) — or challenge yourself with 10 syllables per line (the English version). [I did 10-syllables today.]  

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

alarm bells & devious beauty

alarm bells ring out

the moon looms in the heavens

my nightmare made real 

 

devious beauty

the golden lava cascades

foretelling the end

Oops-I’m back with some doom and gloom. Thanks to Linda and Susi for the inspiration.