Short Fiction

Extension – Six Sentence Story

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Extension
“I’d like an extension, please, on my marriage,” Chas knelt to the linoleum with Carl’s hands in his.

“Chas, you know I am forever yours, no extension needed, we are forever and ever, no doubt,” Carl’s misty eyes told more.

“Yes, yes, my love, I know this, but, you see, we got a late start on all this legal mess and, well, I want to gain back what we missed, you know, as if we could, but I am a dreamer,” Chas slipped his hands on Carl’s knees.

“Fear not, my love, although we had to do this legally, for obvious reasons, my heart has been yours ever since I first saw your eyes and this is something that time cannot strip away,” Carl grasped Chas’ hands and held them to his heart, before wiping his tears.

“True, my love, we can’t go back in time and while our tomorrows are counted, we can still celebrate our love each and every day; When I wake and look in your eyes, I know the day has our names embossed on whatever plans are made,” Chas closed is eyes while tears rolled down his cheeks.

Carl looked to the universe and cried, “Today, just for today, let’s celebrate, as the clock needs to stop for us, just for this day; Is that too much to ask?”

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There you go, that’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Won’t you join us? You can go to this LINK and hop in!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: EXTENSION

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Say I Do

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Say I Do

She gazed into his hazel eyes and sighed.

Tenderly grazing his face with her finger she closed her eyes.

Asking for silence, she memorized every feature.

Beating as one, their hearts united.

Leaping for joy, they jumped hand in hand.

Ever more to be as one, they made the leap for love.

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That is my Six Sentence Story – I tried another acrostic. Join us HERE with your own, why don’tcha?

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD:  STABLE

poetry

I Heard it Again

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I Heard it Again

I heard it again
that song
it reminded me
once again
of the two of you
George Morgan
Room Full of Roses

The story is as clear as today
you told us many times
how when you were in love
and broke each other’s heart
and then it happened

Daddy, you sent the roses
you sent the note
A roomful of roses
would never be enough
to show my love for you

Long story short
you were married in Reno
and this become
your favorite song

I am glad you had it
and each other

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So, there you have it! Day 29 of National Poetry Month

Thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Prompt:

“For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) Again,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write your poem. Possible titles include: “Here We Go Again,” “On the Road Again,” “Stumped on What to Write Again,” and “Doing the Wrong Thing Again.”

 

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No Contest – Six Sentence Story

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No Contest

No contest, was the verdict at the court of the common law heathens, on one cold day in the mountains. Uncle Johnny spit out the menthol lozenge and grabbed a smoke from the pack of Camels, nestled in his rolled-up sleeve. Spitting out tobacco from his unfiltered smoke, Johnny winked at Darlene, “You ain’t got nothing to worry about, darling, we been through worse; Honey, it’s gonna be all right.”

Darlene looked at Johnny with her big, brown eyes, “I know, sweetheart, you always take care of me and this ain’t nothing but a thing, a hurdle that no Johnny I know will let bother him.”

Johnny took Darlene’s hand and led her to his truck, head held high, gait in charge, fumbling with the keys, dropping them on the ground, down on his knees, he knelt. “Darlene, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

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That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Want to participate? Go on over to
Girlie on The Edge and join the fun!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: CONTEST