Countdown, Sundry and needle The countdown to the new year didn’t go with the noise and pomp of a party. Being around all and sundry, too close for any peace of mind, getting the needle with crowds of strangers wasn’t for Tricia She sat her on sofa, with a glass of red wine, and sawContinue reading “New Year”
Category Archives: Poems and short stories
On reflection
Sarah follows every line of her reflection in the mirror, and wishes so many things. She wishes her thighs were a little smaller, and her worry lines a little thinner. Her hair was too grey, and her eyes a little too close together. This dress certainly didn’t suit. It showed off all the flabby bitsContinue reading “On reflection”
A Play on Words
A play on words, or so they say, to anyone brave to play the game. You could also watch an amazing play. What will you all do today?
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Integral An integral part of blogging, is interacting with other bloggers, reading their posts, a comment to say, they are blogging in an interesting way. An integral part of blogging, is writing a story or three, giving other bloggers, something amazing to see. An integral part of blogging, is always making sure, your inspiration strikesContinue reading “https://fivedotoh.com/2021/12/28/fowc-with-fandango-integral/”
There’s Been a Murder
At first, I thought it was only the dog making noise, but it was something else. I was about to tell my dog to be quiet, but it was the cats I should have been worried about. I crept down the stairs, and into my front room. I was almost afraid to turn on theContinue reading “There’s Been a Murder”
Photo Challenge #396 – Home
I’m unsteady at the edge and the only thing I can visualise are the flowers. Weeds actually. Grown in any crevice they can. Around them nothing but jagged rocks. They are unlikely friends, but co-exist to create a balance in their tiny little world. The salt is abrasive on my tongue, as I take oneContinue reading “Photo Challenge #396 – Home”
When I Grow Up
For #flashbackfriday Green, yellow, with tiny black dots invisible to the eye, and each little particle of this creature infused with the lens. She had never been afraid of bugs, and wasn’t going to start being squeamish now. After all, when she grew up she was going to be a surgeon. Be part of aContinue reading “When I Grow Up”
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‘Brilliant work, but stupendous, isn’t a word,’ the teacher said. His jaw clenched, as his work got handed back. Stupendous was a word, in fact it was a great word. His mum used it all the time. When his dad used to forget to take the rubbish out, or when she had to rush outContinue reading “https://fivedotoh.com/2021/12/27/fowc-with-fandango-stupendous/”
Love
Lighting the candle, closed her eyes, and she remembered the times when they ate too much chocolate, drank too much wine, but laughed together, until their stomachs ached. If she closed her eyes, her beautiful smile would always be there. Always.
Presents All Wrapped in a Bow
All the presents, and all the bows were carefully put back in the box for next year. It was her own way of trying to save the planet. Plastic covered paper, which would never degrade. Next year they would be re-used, but for now they would be put in her own little Christmas box. TwoContinue reading “Presents All Wrapped in a Bow”
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