Alone in the rain


FIAF #65 - Alone in the RainShe walks through the rain,
heading down to the river.
So tall is she the umbrella can’t stop
her long skirt soaking up
rainfall below her knees,
and soon it clings to her limbs uncomfortably.
We watch her go, as she often does so
when her mood gets her down.
But his body’s never there.

 


Written for F.I.A.F. in 2011, at Multiply


FIAF #77 - FabianPerez-NightPleasures-
Night Pleasures” art © Fabian PEREZ

Got my back against the bar,
cigarette smokes curling around
in grey and blue.

Been standing here for hours,
‘cause you made an offer I’d not be
able to refuse.

Whatever chance I had befor e, honey,
it ‘pears I’m the sucker who’s gonna lose.

I got them ol’ bar-leaning, rumpled suit, old man, whiskey-waiting blues.


Written for a Fiction In a Flash challenge at Multiply (R.I.P.) in 2012.

 

Black Warehouse


Years ago, this was a busy commercial warehouse.

One year’s flood damage took more than shops and homes – it took people:  in dirty swirling waters, or as refugees seeking a new start elsewhere.

Except Pop Haggerton.
The old fool’s still living in that damp garret up there, convinced that if waters subside, the town will regrow.


Originally posted at Multiply (R.I.P.) in 2012, for Word Fix at 56 challenge

A discarded rabbit


James, at eight, closely cuddled an old toy rabbit from when he was three.

This house was too large, too cold, too damp, too miserable.

Two years here and the family all felt the gloom of the dark, isolated gothic run-down ruin.

When they finally moved out, James happily dropped Bun-bun, and left him there.


Originally posted in response to a 56-word writing challenge (Word Fix at 56) , based on a photograph, in 2012

We waited, breath bated


Two ships of the desert crossing the sand,
now standing, saddled for us to ride.
You in your boat, floating close to the shore,
dreading a change to an outgoing tide.
Between us a border guard, watching to see;
staunchly he stands between you and me.
We’ll wait. He’ll move on, seek something more.
Then you’ll swim to me here on the ashore.