Wednesday, 9 September 2015


FFfAW – Week of 09-08-2015

30th Challenge for

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

8 September – 15 September 2015

The prompt photo will be provided each Tuesday to be used as a base to your story. Please include photo prompt with your story. the link remains open for one week, Tuesday - Tuesday.  Please credit photo to photographer.
The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words). Each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Therefore, no serial (continuation) stories. They become too complicated for our readers.
Pingback to the challenge post in your story’s post.
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Remember, half the fun is reading and commenting on each other’s stories.

Here is the photo prompt:

photo credit: 2014 


Unbidden tear drops fall from her slate grey eyes

As she hears the unspoken lies

Tumbling from his lips so easily

Hands and arms gesticulating freely

Slipping out like liquid syrup full of treacle

Viscous, sticky sentences full of shrapnel

Tracer bullets leaving cobweb scars

They light up in her mind like stars

She turns her back and prepares the tea

Acting normally in front of her young three

They will not know the sacrifices she makes

They won’t see or feel her heartache

One day when they are grown and strong

She will leave him and all that was wrong.

One day when he is gone

One day she will be alone

One day she will begin to heal

One day she will begin to feel

Love and affection

Not abuse and rejection.
Word count: 134


  1. Wonderful poem Sally! So very sad that she feels she has to stay with him while the children are young. Many women, I'm sure, feel that way. I will be glad when she can get away from him. Great story! Thank you so much for participating in the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge!

  2. Very moving and sad. But nicely written.

  3. Wow. That is powerful. It puts a whole new slant on the prompt.

  4. The tone of this poem really comes through in the alliteration of lines 5 and 6.

  5. Beautifully written, sad and true for some. Well done, Sally. I truly like this one!