Alicia Harding – #flashfiction – #JuneWriting

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A scholar of 20, she’d made her mama proud. But what mama didn’t know, was how, exactly, she had achieved this. Not a very good student, Alicia barely made it out of high school. She never gave college a thought. Let’s face it, she hated school, and everything to do with it, especially the cliques. Others thought her quirky, and not worthy of befriending, and so she spent much time alone.

One day, a woman, who had been watching Alicia for some time, approached her with a proposition that made Alicia’s eyes light up. She never hesitated. This was her chance to prove it to all of them that she was somebody.

Now, standing in front of her college class, as valedictorian, she smiled, nodded, and then disappeared. She reappeared in the back of the rows, though no one knew she was there. She stayed still, wondering how her class would react. They looked puzzled, but no one was actually LOOKING for her.  Nothing had changed, so she walked out of the building, and never went back.

Years later, some still talk about the day Alicia Harding disappeared, especially the old woman who lives in a ragged old tent, just outside of town. Quietly selling her herbs and potions, she loves to tell the story over and over, to anyone who will give her the time of day. Her recollection is as vivid as if it had happened that very morning. And to Alicia, it had.

 

June Writing Prompt – A scholar of 20, she’d made her mama proud. – Day 28/30

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Sylvester’s Magical Herbs – #100wordstory – #JuneWriting

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Melted wax and a bowl of crushed herbs gave away the truth. Sylvester was at it, again. Always dabbling in magic, he’d make such a mess of things. Lighted candles dripped, over Isabelle’s fine linens.

The window, left open, caused the herbs to swirl, sending them into the air. But, Sylvester was nowhere to be found. His belongings, scattered, appeared as if someone had looked for something. Perhaps it was he they were looking for. Isabelle scanned the room, then closed the window.

The candle flickered and went out.

Smiling, ever slightly, Isabelle sighed. “Finally. I’ve had enough of him”

 

June Writing Prompt – Melted wax and a bowl of crushed herbs gave away the truth – Day 27/30

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Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – #PotLuck – #Poetry – Camping by Dorinda Duclos

Sally’s been digging around my archives. Today, she’s sharing one of my more whimsical poems. Do stop by and have a read.

Thank you so very much, Sally, for taking the time to explore who I am. ❤

On protecting the small – #Haiku – #poetry – #IWHChallenge

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Guardian spirit

Protector of one so small

Shields her from darkness

 

I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #25
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My Earthly Bond ~ #Tanka – #poetry – #poetrychallenge

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Colleen’s fabulous poetry challenge for this week, are the words Plan & Spend.  Remember, synonyms are a must!  Check out Colleen’s blog to find which forms of poetry are acceptable for this challenge.  Have fun!

Written as a Tanka, my synonyms are Intention and Deplete.


Without intention,

My cause, will merely stagnate.

As others deplete,

I must rise above, strengthen,

The bond I have, with my Earth.

 

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 133 #SynonymsOnly

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