It feels contrived
seeing myself in my name
when the birds fly off in a different angle
ink from a pen blots the page
and the paintbrush is stationary… 165 more words
Wednesday again and time for my weekly fix of Friday Fictioneers. A 100 word piece of flash to the weekly photo prompt. Alas, I’ve once more succumbed to the curse of rhyme as my fiction has taken off with a bronzed Spanish wrestler for a short sabbatical. 128 more words
Some people have a knack to write an amazing story under 100 words with a prompt. But rarely have I seen such poetry with those contraints...read on...a lovely poem.