Wednesday, 27 May 2009

Grasp the Bird’s Tail when you can

‘Grasp bird’s tail,’ he said, waving his arms to dismiss us.

The long search had brought us to a drunk who thought more of his bottle then us

.....‘How do we?’

.....‘Hold tight. Just hold tight,’ he whispered.

.....We didn’t because we finger wagged and let the bird fly away.

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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.