Vacation Wind-down. #poetry

Sunset at Middletown, Easton Beach, R.I.

A haiku

A sunset completes the circle,

Dusk til dawn, beginning to end.

All so the journey can start again.

(c) Pamela Schloesser Canepa, 2018

Holiday. #FFfAW

Photo credit (c) Dorothy

Everyone was boarding the boat early, except for these two.  They weren’t discussing anything.  The young man looked at ease, the girl, a little bit nervous.

The young man watching them briefly felt a twinge of envy.  They had each other and were sure to be embarking on a journey that would never be forgotten.  He had no one.  His friend had found the love of his life and was going away on a one-month honeymoon across the ocean.  Yes, this feeling was envy, but also a slight insecurity that his best friend was being stolen away, wouldn’t have as much time for him, and would completely change in his evolution from individual to husband.
“You all aren’t changing your minds, are you?”  he called.

His friend turned and smiled.  “No, no way!  Bailey’s just never been on a long boat trip.  Tell her it’ll be okay.”

With that, the young man walked up and hugged them both, praying they’d get back safely.

*163 words

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Stairway to Heaven, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. #Fffaw

Photo credit, (c) J.S. Brand

The day was as hot and sticky as a devil’s armpit.  Sasha opened her mouth to complain, but the determination showed in her mother’s face, despite the underlying anguish of seventy-year-old arthritic knees.

“You sure you’re up for this?”  Sasha asked, hoping to turn around.

“I’ve waited all my life,” her mom answered, wiping her brow.

With a shirt drenched in perspiration, Sasha shut up.

“Just wait,” her mom said, gleam in her eyes.  “I’ve seen pictures.”

Crossing the ocean to see this much revered site was her mother’s goal, not Sasha’s.  Yet, the twinkle in her mother’s eye kept her moving, despite the discomfort.

A few more steps…..She grasped her mother’s hand, feeling the dizzying affects of climbing.  Her mother clasped it gratefully.

“We are here,” the tour guide announced.  Stretched out on an endless horizon was a breathtaking view of steep mountains, a lush green valley, and a hawk soaring overhead.

“Heaven,” Sasha’s mother whispered.

Pictures could not do it justice.

~The end~

(Approx. 165 words.)

 

So how does this challenge work?     Find this blogging challenge at  https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/07/17/fffaw-challenge-week-of-july-18-2017/      1.  A prompt photo will be provided each Monday pm to be used as a base to your story. Please include photo prompt with your story.

2. Linking for this challenge begins on Monday pm and runs to the following Monday pm.

3. Please credit photo to photographer.

4. The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words). Please try and stay within this limit.

5. Pingback to the challenge post in your story’s post.

6. This is a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less) and each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Therefore, no serial (continuation) stories. They become too complicated for our readers.

#flashfiction Friday Fictioneers, “The Road Less Taken.”

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Photo credit: PHOTO PROMPT © Shaktiki Sharma

Cassie stepped off the curb.  “Wait!  Wait!”  A male voice called.

She bristled.  Please, no, not when I’ve made it this far.

A young man approached another young woman next to her.  “I’m sorry,” he said, and embraced her.  Ah, true love.  Or not.

Close call, she thought.

Lord knows, it took enough nerve to get her this far.  She couldn’t stay any longer.  Something in her would die if she did.

The bus, a $50 fare, would get her on her way fast.  Back home.

“Merry Christmas to me,” she whispered, boarding the Greyhound bus, backpack in hand.

~99 words.

Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.  It is awesome, in this blogging community, to see the many different responses that are generated from one prompt or photo.  I encourage you to create your own and click the InLinkz button to add it to the Friday Fictioneers responses!  While you’re at it, go to Rochelle’s link above and check out some of the other Friday Fictioneers’ responses!

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