He once met a man online
Who he thought was terribly fine
He’s beating him a chess
His game is a mess
And I can’t think of a last line
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Unrequited (limerick)
There was a silly young girl
Who fell for a girl with a curl
She knew it was pointless
Telling her would be useless
But her poor head remained in a whirl
Response to Image Writing Prompt #29
This is such a nice story in response to Image Writing Prompt #29. It just make me feel happy reading it. DJ and Ella have such a lovely relationship. Here is the link to Teara’s story:
https://tearasakuramori.wordpress.com/2017/10/01/image-writing-prompt-29/comment-page-1/#comment-340
Angel (Short Story)
‘What are you?’ I asked.
‘An angel,’ he said, ‘I guess that’s what you would call me.’
I stared at me dubiously. He had bright blue hair, and was covered in intricate Celtic-knot tattoos. He was wearing jeans and a black T-shirt. His wings were huge and white the feathers gleamed in the moonlight.
‘Nice tats,’ I said at last.
He glanced down at his arm, ‘Thanks,’ he said after a pause.
‘What are you doing down here?’ I asked.
‘I fell…’ he said.
‘What did you do?’ I asked.
‘I fell in love with you,’ he said.
‘But we just met,’ I said.
‘But I was watching over you,’ he said.
Then he stepped forward and kissed me. I went to pull back in surprise and then let myself melt into the kiss. His arms went around my waist and I felt his wings enfold us in our own private cacoon. He pulled away for a second and I sighed contentedly.
‘So was it because you fell for a human or a man?’ I asked.
‘Because you are human,’ he said, ‘we are not to love any of you more than the rest.’
‘So gender has nothing to do with it?’ I asked.
‘No and it’s never been a problem,’ he said, ‘humans always like to make up random shit that should be deemed sinful.’
‘You swore,’ I said incredulous.
‘Yeah so,’ he said, ‘I already fell didn’t I.’
We both laughed.
Don’t Assume (Story Fragment)
Kay peered down through the skylight at the family sitting around the table. The youngest a boy reached for the bread and one of the older girls pulled it away responding to the mother’s command. She couldn’t see a father the boys were all too young. She looked closer. The children didn’t seem at all alike but half resembled the mother in some feature. They must have different fathers she decided and they all must have left. Then the kitchen door opened. The children jumped up to great the woman who walked in, their other mother Kay realised. Kay could now see the woman’s resemblance to the other children. Kay smiled down at the family she should have known better than to assume.
