Jumping the shark, or: “It’s not a tumor!”

A limerick Across all the dark seas spread a rumor- Of fierce shark with remarkable tumor; Sailors knew to raise the alarm At first sight of the swift-gliding arm, While the priests aboard laughed at God's humor. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #147 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration… Continue reading Jumping the shark, or: “It’s not a tumor!”

The lazy gulls would mock her

As Aatami grew increasingly distant, Tuulikki became despondent at her self-chosen earthly fate. Whenever her human mate left on business, she'd rescue two dazzling cloth wings from the laundry and stand, arms apart, against the wind at the shore. The lazy gulls would mock her mercilessly, but Tuulikki's contempt for herself was greater. This piece… Continue reading The lazy gulls would mock her

Vision, or: Collision

A limerick Two little ghosts who had long since died Came down to Earth for a bicycle ride; But the tykes, ephemeral & small, Could not work the pedals at all; Thus fantasy and real life did collide ‘What do you see’ Prompt #146 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as… Continue reading Vision, or: Collision

Once known as Baby Bubbles

Once known as Baby Bubbles, the sibilance of her childhood lisp had precluded a successful career in her family's jazz singing tradition. Dejected, she'd turned to busking instead. Singer & Songwriter Michal Elia Kamal (image source) This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #222;Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: 'tradition';Ragtag Daily Prompt Saturday: 'bubbles';Sammi… Continue reading Once known as Baby Bubbles

In honor of Emperor Myk’s ascendance

The intergalactic jamboree in honor of Emperor Myk's ascendance was beyond anything in living memory. Throughout the night, one after the next, representatives of every race in the Realms brought tributes and swore their fealties. Even the reclusive blue-skinned Paoru came to pay homage. The noble Queen Lian bowed; and, uncupping her hands, released an… Continue reading In honor of Emperor Myk’s ascendance

Right to left, or: Left to right

A 'Loop' poem He'd wow his friends with sleight of hand; Hand over hand, too fast for eyes; Eyes sparkling, lift large plastic cup, Cup crimson sponge of golf ball size. Fanned playing cards from right to left; Left stunned, the audience would delight, Delight in wondrous magic tricks, Tricks few could do exactly right.… Continue reading Right to left, or: Left to right

Humanity hadn’t heeded

The desolated houses were all variations of the same story; those that had weathered the bombings had been abandoned to the elements many years ago. Pealing paint, rusted kitchen appliances, splintered chairs and couches, tattered silk cushions… Humanity hadn't heeded its prophets. Burdie sighed as she adjusted her worn gas mask and checked her remaining… Continue reading Humanity hadn’t heeded

Mother, or: Mother

Poetry Partners #102 'Mother O’ Mother, here I Come', a poem by Hassan Safdar of 'Poetry & Narrative Writing' Mother, here I come, here I come. I know it's your day & you shall be seeing around. There I come with a gift in hand. To give you that happiness, which can’t be understood. To… Continue reading Mother, or: Mother