A dozen beauties

A 'Drabble' The Tull Desert was neutral territory; the rebels knew its every rock. Fing felt comfortable enough meeting there, especially as his forces were holding Prince Quorda hostage back in Phemmerr. Feiveen and his men were already waiting. "Name your price, rebel," he declared, shattered. "We demand full independence from Kuvuk." "So be it.… Continue reading A dozen beauties

Peering through her Mech-a-Boo

As her classmates departed with zest for their kickball game, Michelle murmured her apology. She wanted to test her new invention. Peering through her Mech-a-Boo, Michelle turned towards the wall of the principal's office... Just as he was kissing his secretary. “Clockwork Eyes” by Mick Ryan This piece of flash fiction was written in response… Continue reading Peering through her Mech-a-Boo

Her beloved’s deep chocolate eyes

Light stretched contentedly, tracing her fingers along Dark's sinewy body. Last night's lovemaking had left her spent and euphoric, as always. Soon they would bathe together and get into character for the daily augury. Dark murmured with pleasure and then, frowning, turned towards her lover. "I'm tired of the staged ceremonies, my love. I think…… Continue reading Her beloved’s deep chocolate eyes

Staged, or: Busted

A limerick The young thespian's tears stole the show; Offstage, though, they continued to flow, for at one unlucky junction, her wardrobe did malfunction, and two thick socks flew into the first row. d'Verse prompt: Compound Me! At d'Verse, poets are encouraged to choose at least one compound word from the list below to use… Continue reading Staged, or: Busted

An impromptu rooftop visit

He recalled her wild spontaneity, always pushing him beyond his comfort zone. He'd fallen in love on an impromptu rooftop adventure. As she'd sat there, enjoying the sunset, he'd sat watching the wind whipping her long, beautiful hair around… worrying that she might get blown off the roof. This piece of flash fiction was written… Continue reading An impromptu rooftop visit

One bad turn, or: Another

A limerick He gripped the stair railing with surprise, as the despair faded from his eyes; but it was just her twin sister who smirked, 'Man, you sure dissed her!' and then straddled his lap with her thighs. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #132 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below (taken… Continue reading One bad turn, or: Another

Her silk dress fell to the floor

For all the money he'd throw at her, she felt herself his possession and hated it. Finally, she'd had enough. "I'm leaving you," she said, as her silk dress fell to the floor, followed by her jewelry and lingerie. "You can keep everything." Naked, she turned provocatively towards the front door, as he stood there… Continue reading Her silk dress fell to the floor

Blues mist spray, or: Rainstorm rock symphony

A magnetic sijo created with Original Magnetic Poetry kit wind blows live blues mist spray languid music plays over diamond lake rainstorm rock symphony pounds through waters in a lather delirious, she moans with lust in sweaty dreams swims aching 'Ronovan Writes' poetry challenge Sijo Wednesday #1 Ronovan encourages poets to write sijos that include… Continue reading Blues mist spray, or: Rainstorm rock symphony