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The Wooden Door ~ #shortstory #DecemberWriting

16 Sunday Dec 2018

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There was something about that house. Every day she walked by it, something was different. This time it was the front door, though she wasn’t quite sure what it was that caught her attention. She always admired the brass door frame, but the brown wooden door looked out of place there. Even the railings of the porch steps had touches of brass. Why not go for the extra, and make the door brass also?

Feeling a bit adventuresome, she decided to walk up the steps to get a closer look at the door. She hesitated at first, but didn’t think anything of it. As she got closer, she felt a strange warmth. Touching the door, she realized it wasn’t wood at all, but a rather strange looking metal.  And the heat she felt was emanating directly from it.  Suddenly, in front of her, the door began to melt against the brass frame, until it disappeared, and she with it…

 

December Writing Prompt – And suddenly the door began to melt against the brass frame – Day 16/31

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Second Guess ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

15 Saturday Dec 2018

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He told them to meet him by the old garage

He would teach them a lesson, they’d see

Still, he wondered if any of them would show

Hands in pockets, he made noise, with his keys

Nervously, he waited for the boys to arrive

He thought it would be easy, it was not

And he began to doubt himself, second guess

Was it really all worth it, to be a big shot?

 

Author’s Note:  Parents, please teach your children the importance of kindness to others.  Being a bully isn’t cool, nor is it rewarding.  As the mom of a child who was bullied, I feel very strongly about it.  I did something to stop it, by going through the proper channels, including getting the police involved.  Don’t ignore the signs.  Pay attention.  Please…  For more info visit www.stopbullying.gov

December Writing Prompt – keeping his hands in his pockets, he nervously played with his keys – Day 15/31

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Get Lost with Me ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

14 Friday Dec 2018

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Imagine we are lost at sea
With only ripples of water beside us
Aboard this tiny boat, with me
Just enough of a breeze to guide us

There’s no one around, for miles, and miles
Only wide open space, decked out in blue
Perhaps we just bask, in the sun, awhile
Yes, that’s exactly what I think we should do

Then let the sails take us, far, far away
And forget about life on the shores
It’s just us, and the wind, for today
I’m sure I’ve had this dream before

 

December Writing Prompt – A steady breeze guided them along – Day 14/31

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Contemplating the Afterlife ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

13 Thursday Dec 2018

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There must have been a thousand lights
At least that’s what it looked like to her
Mesmerized by the flames of the candles
Blending together, everything was a blur

With every flicker, she became more enrapt
Her eyes, focusing on the dancing yellow
Not hearing his footsteps come from behind
He caught her off guard, this quiet fellow

He smiled ever briefly, then tipped his hat
Explaining why he was there, that day
Lighting a candle, for his wife, who passed
He gently knelt on the altar, to pray

Feeling a strong connection to this stranger
He, a man, who surely loved his wife
She was compelled, to kneel down beside him
And contemplate her own fate, in the afterlife

 

December Writing Prompt – Transfixed by the lights, she never noticed he was there – Day 13/31

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Take the Chance ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

12 Wednesday Dec 2018

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The air is heavy, as music fills the room
The loud sounds from the DJ, take up space
Holding her gaze briefly, but he dare not assume
He knew she could be, his one saving grace

She blushed, like petals of a rose bouquet
Watching him walk, across the crowded floor
Trying very hard, though, she couldn’t look away
She felt his stare, straight through, to her core

Afraid to do something, if he must confess
He bowed his head, in silent despair
Not sure what to say, so she would say yes
He quietly stood, next to this maiden, fair

Clearing his throat, gathering up his nerve
He simply asked her if she cared to dance
Graciously, accepting, with quite the verve
You never know, unless you take the chance

 

December Writing Prompt – Holding her gaze briefly from across the room, he knew… – Day 12/31

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