FFfAW Challenge-Week of April 25, 2017
Posted on April 24, 2017 by Priceless Joy
WELCOME!
112th
Challenge
Flash
Fiction for Aspiring Writers
Week
of 04-25 through 05-01-2017
This
week's photo prompt is provided by Dawn Miller. Thank you Dawn for our photo
prompt!
Guide for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
1. A prompt photo will be provided each Tuesday to be used as a
base to your story. Please include photo prompt with your story.
2. Linking for this challenge begins on Tuesday and runs to the
following Monday evening.
3. Please credit photo to photographer.
4. The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words). Please
try and stay within this limit.
5. Pingback to the challenge post in your story's post.
6. This is a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or
less) and each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Therefore,
no serial (continuation) stories. They become too complicated for our readers.
7. Add your story to the InLinkz Link-up (Blue Froggy button).
Please let me know if you need link-up instructions.
8. Please keep stories below R rating.
9. Please respect the diversity of our readers and writers in
regard to race, religion, and life style choice when writing your stories.
10. Remember, half the fun is reading and commenting on each
other's stories.
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| Photo credit: Dawn M. Miller
A REST
Oh, it’s so nice to
sit and take the weight off my feet
We’ll sit here, it’s
nice and discreet
Table 19, wish I was
that age again
No, don’t laugh, I can
still look at men
Ooh you are awful my dear
I know but my eyes
are still clear
I popped on a bit of
mascara
Not too much, don’t look like a Geisha
Pfft, a drop of rouge
and a bit of lippy
You’d never know you used to be a hippy
Ooh, you are a one, Dorothea
Do you want a drop of tequila?
I brought my hip flask, just a dash?
Go on then, just a
splash.
I’ve got the giggles
Sit still, don’t
wiggle
Be ladylike and demure
We’ve got time for a
manicure
And a pedicure
Well that hit the
spot
I feel quite hot
It’s your age my dear
It’s nothing to fear.
Word count:
151
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Haha! Cute poem! Sounds like she is starting menopause. Lovely poem, Sally!
ReplyDeleteSuch a sing along poem with a lovely rhythm.
ReplyDeleteCougars at table 19. So clever!
ReplyDeleteSally,
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting this morning's A2Z post Art Sketching Through the Alphabet "V" (Violin & Victorian Women).
This looks like an incredibly fun hop. I'm going to save this page as a reminder to give future consideration to joining in. I need to stretch my writing talents (don't laugh) or lack of to become a better writer. Your poem is purrfect for those of us who are of a certain age. I can totally relate to the last three lines:
I feel quite hot
It's your age dear
It's nothing to fear
My moto is when the world laughs at you, then lol. Life is too short to not to enjoy even when it means laughing at oneself. ;)
I finally figured out why Google Follow wasn't working for me and am now your newest follower. :) Have a good day and I'll see ya around the blog block!
~Curious as a Cathy