Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
The autumn leaveschanged coloursbut you were springwith its hopesnot a misty regretof wintershiveringby a log firealone
Looking backI still dream although summerwith gentle walksalong green riverbankspicking wild flowersnever camebut you gave our child her own seasonsas I wait for you
Random Word: Autumn Leaves
Wonderful image and you painted a beautiful picture with your words too. Nice.
Poignant, very beautiful writing.Thanks for reading mine.
Just lovely! Lovely indeed.
Getting a bit reflective are we?This 55 was perfect!One of the best of the day so far.Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
this is beautiful and a bit sad...hope you dont have to wait long...nice 55.
Lovely, heartfelt 55!
Very poignant 55. And I love the photo. Perfect.
Oh myHow lovely this is!Awesome 55!
Truly beautiful 55.
Poignant 55. Leaves me guessing.Mine's here
what a precious 55.love the image and the spirits in your work.
Beautiful poignant and tender 55er, nicely done and a beautiful photograph, the dear one has wisdom in its little eyes and a very pensive look.Lovely 55er,Joanny
I loved this one and the audio touch was wonderful!
There is sweet with sadness intermingled. A child is always a blessing but sometimes the cost is high. Nicely done 55Moon smiles
I read it again and caught the reference to your mother this time.What a sweet reflection - now that the sting of my father's death is removed the sweet memories and reflections waft thru the dayhappy One ShotI got a double shot comment this weekMoon smiles
Welcome and thanks for dropping in. I'll pop by yours by and by. 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.