Photo Credit: Pixabay Public Domain
She always reserved room for chocolate.
kat ~ 9 February 2016
A Six Word Story based on the Prompt:” Pleasure”. Thanks to Nicola Aukland a “Sometimes Stellar Storyteller” for hosting. Read more HERE.
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Etchings
Photo Credit: A Mixed Bag 2011
Jonathan’s grandfather had left him an old map containing a detailed description of the quarters he kept while serving as a member of the Royal Engineers, 172nd Tunneling Company. They had been commissioned by Churchill in 1940 to dig an elaborate maze of tunnels through the chalky walls of the White Cliffs of Dover during World War II.
When the National Trust discovered the tunnels in 2013 and opened them for public tours after clearing over 40 years of debris, Jonathan reserved a ticket hoping to find the mark his grandfather had made decades earlier.
His grandfather’s map read, “One hundred twenty-five steps into the belly of the Fan Bay, bear right and continue on 12 metres or so. It’s there I left my mark for all eternity and generations to come.”
Jonathan traced his grandfather’s steps deep into the tunnel. It only took him seconds to find the initials and the date, 25 November 1940 etched into the chalk walls. Jonathan ran his fingers over the letters carved into the wall. “This is your legacy to the world Gramps,” he thought, “But your stories? They are forever etched on my heart.” …for all eternity and generations to come…
kat ~ 9 February 2016
(199 Words )
A story inspired by the photo above for Sunday Photo Fiction’s Weekly Challenge. To read other stories or enter your own, click HERE.
Gem & Flame – A Haiku
Digital Art by Kat Myrman 2016
Saints and sinners twain,
live and die by passion’s flame,
here or hereafter.~kat – 8 February 2016
(Saints and sinners twain, live and die by passion’s flame. / Live and die by passion’s flame, here or hereafter.)
This haiku was inspired by Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge prompt words “Gem” (or “Saint” from the Thesaurus) and “Flame”. If you would like read other haiku or enter your own, click HERE.
Timepiece (and Bucket)- A Haiku
Photo Credit: TJ Paris
A treasured timepiece,
he gave it to his grandson
then kicked the bucket!kat ~ 7 February 2016
Oops! I missed last week’s challenge…”Bucket” so I did a combo this week! Two Prompts then: “Watch” (Timepiece) and “Bucket. Thanks to TJ for faithfully hosting this weekly challenge even though some of are out to lunch! I’m blaming it on the groundhog! 😊
If you would like to read other haiku or enter your own, click HERE.
Swan Song – Part Two
This story is in response to Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes:
PROMPT FOR CHALLENGE
February 5th is National Wear Red Day or Shower With a Friend Day. There are much more serious International Days the 5th is set aside for, but the challenge at this point in its growth is not a place to explore those quite yet. Although I’m not stopping anyone. If you know of another National/International Day you want to write about this week, go for it.
- Word Count of 500. (SUGGESTED)
- Some great stories were written last week. Continue those stories this week! (SUGGESTED)
This is part two then, to last week’s story. If you would like to read that first, you can click HERE for the link.
Photo Credit: Pixabay Stock
“I’m getting too damn old for this,” Leonard muttered, tossing the Kevlar vest into his locker, glancing for a second at her picture taped inside the door.
How many more times would the odds let him win? That whole “Save the World” crap was pretty exciting seventeen years ago when he was young, invincible and single. But now there was Jen to consider. This last assignment was the closest he had ever come to losing.
Leonard met Jen three years earlier in a grocery store parking lot. She had dropped her phone. When she turned to retrieve it she let go of the shopping cart. Leonard, of course, sprung into action, grabbing the run-a-way cart just seconds before it rammed into a parked squad car! She was impressed and he was smitten by her sparkling blue eyes and fiery red hair. When she agreed to have coffee with him he never looked back.
But there would always be this secret between them; the truth that he wasn’t an analyst in an engineering firm. He hated lying to her. Hell, he was just lying to himself thinking he could have a normal life.
He and Tom finished their debrief as the sun was rising.
“It’s been real Tom! See you next time I need a serenade!
Tom smiled, tipping his Yankee’s cap, “See you on the flip-side Leonard!”
Leonard hoped he’d never see him again.
The house was dark when he arrived, a hint of cinnamon in the air. “Jen’s been baking again,” Leonard smiled. He loved that about her.
The click-clack of Chauncey’s nails on the hardwood floor greeted him. “Hey there buddy,” Leonard scratched the pup behind the ears. “Shhhhhh, you’ll wake your mama.”
Leonard left his shoes at the door and slipped into the bedroom. Jen’s soft breathing warmed the darkness. Her long red hair cascaded over her face and draped across his pillow.
She stirred as Leonard sat on the edge of the bed. “Hi Lenny. I didn’t hear you come in. What time is it?”
Leonard glanced at the clock on the dresser, LED lights flashing. He winced, “Did we have another power outage?”
“Just a surge. But you know me and electronic thingies.” He knew. He loved that about her too.
“It’s about 7 am.” He leaned in dusting her forehead with a soft kiss.
“Well, you’re here just in time you know.”
“I am?”
“Yes! You do know what day it is…” Jen’s eyes flashed, her mouth curling into a playful grin.
“I do?” Crap! Leonard panicked. What did I forget? A birthday…an anniversary?
Sensing his discomfort, Jen giggled and blurted, “It’s National Shower With a Friend Day silly! We must celebrate!”
Leonard beamed, leaning in deeper slipping his arm underneath her, pulling her close. “Yes ma’am! We definitely must…celebrate!”
He gazed into Jen’s eyes. As they softly closed, her lips pursing in anticipation of his kisses, he thought. “Maybe it’s time to consider that desk job.”
kat ~ 6 February 2016
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