Three Line Thursday: Flame

Matt Adamik Photography

Consumed by frigid winter’s gust, lost amid cold’s blizzard,

I call… His answer reaches frozen bones, wakes my soul.

And I brace – for love’s blazing bonfire torch…

A short flash of flame for Three Line Thursday…

Five Sentence Fiction: Abandoned

Photo by Lisa Shambrook www.flickr.com/photos/thelastkrystallos

The dinghy rocked, and she didn’t have enough energy to move her legs as they fused to the soft, scorching PVC sides, beneath the baking sun. She tried to prise open her salt-coated mouth to lick her lips, but her tongue stuck to her sandpaper lip and the cry that escaped was little more than a lost whimper.

The glare of the blazing, white fireball in the sky saturated her brain and silence screamed building slowly to a crescendo, until the noise was so loud the roaring filled her entire being.

A shadow passed over her and the little boat pitched wildly.

Fuzzy radio sounds and blips disturbed her delirium, and rough arms grabbed and dragged her, and she was lifted high, high into the sky beneath whirring rotor blades, and the dinghy was left, abandoned, amid the rolling waves.

Written for Lillie McFerrin’s amazing Five Sentence Fiction go check out the rest…

Blogflash: Day Twenty-Five: Blue

Photograph by Bekah Shambrook (please do not use without permission)

Day Twenty-Five: Blue
Flood Part Twenty-One

“Look at the sky dear…”
“Beautiful blue isn’t it?”
“No, I mean up in the sky…”
“Later, will you help me with the anchor? I think we should drop anchor, there’s no point drifting anymore. If we wait long enough…the water will go down enough for us to actually be on land…”
“No, look! Listen!”
Gulls squawked and the ocean lapped, and a distant rotary hum broke the monotony.
“Is that..?”
“It is! It is! Look…up there, look!”
“You’re kidding me! Shout! Wave your arms, SCREAM!”
“I AM, I AM! Hey, Hey, WE’RE HERE, DOWN HERE!”
“Rescue…at last”

(99 Words)

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