June 8, 2017

Ashes to Dust

By Kat Myrman
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photo by © Sarah Potter

I watch the ivy slipping her green tentacles between bricks, crumbling mortar. And water, brackish or raging white caps, it doesn’t matter. She slowly sucks the shore into the sea and hollows tunnels through massive boulders with a kiss.

We lay pavements, build foundations and walls, and erect iron behemoths to the sky in our attempt to mute her, to contain her. Nature always finds a way to reclaim what is hers. What has always been hers.

Like the remnants of civilizations past sandwiched between layers of limestone and ore, we too are destined to return, ashes to dust.

~kat
(99 Words)

For Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneer Flash Fiction Challenge inspired by this photo by © Sarah Potter.

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June 8, 2017

Easy

By Kat Myrman

© C E Ayr


She threw her arms around him, smothering his face and neck with kisses.

“You be sure to tell your mama I hope she feels better real soon,” he whispered in her ear.

“Oh, I will sweetie.” She wouldn’t.

“If you all need more money to pay those doctor bills…well, you just call and I can wire it to you. Oh, and call me when you get there. Okay? So’s I know you got there safe.”

“Will do,” she lied, as she reached around him, grabbed her bag and darted off, tossing her hand up in a wave. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

She found a window seat on the train. One last obligatory wave and she’d be free of that stupid bumpkin. He’d been an easy mark; a homeboy. His grandmother’s inheritance would keep her comfortable for several months, or at least until she landed her next chump. Speaking of…

She fixed her gaze on a well-dressed gentleman seated across the aisle. “No wedding ring,” she surmised. “Traveling alone perhaps?”

They locked eyes. He didn’t look away. She smiled coyly.

As the train pulled away from the station, her “bumpkin” stood waving. She never looked back.

~kat
(198 Words)

For Al’s Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge inspired by the photo above by C E Ayr.

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June 7, 2017

Kisses – A Haiku

By Kat Myrman
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Photo by Josh Willink on Pexels.com

a wink and flutter,
blushing innocence, giggles,
butterfly kisses

~kat

For Haiku Horizons Haiku Challenge, prompt word: Kiss.

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June 7, 2017

Flush – A Haiku

By Kat Myrman

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bud, sun-bathed in warmth
wild, wet blossom bursting,
vermilion flush

~kat

For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge based on the prompt words: Warmth & Color (Flush).

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June 6, 2017

Ancestors

By Kat Myrman

A Haiku for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge  based on his beautiful photo of Warwick Castle below, and the prompt words, Drift & Air. I have a particular interest in this place as a descendant of William the Conquerer who, it is recorded, built the first incarnation of Warwick Castle, a structure described as a wooden motte and bailey castle, in the year 1068. William is my 35th Great Grandfather. I am descended from his marriage to Maud Athelida de Ingelrica. They had one child, a son, Sir William I “The Elder” De Peverel, Earl of Nottingham (my 34th great) and on and on down through the centuries, here I am. I hope one day to visit Europe to see some of the places my ancestors lived. I might wonder if the landscape that they gazed upon looks much different as I gaze on it today. Thanks TJ for this journey back. ❤️


memories of yore
ancestors framed, suspended
dust on air, drifting

~kat

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