Friday, 7 May 2010


Think you can write a 55 word story? Then visit

The lights dim,

music, a soft late-night jazz.

By the bed, glasses wait for cold wine,

and an anniversary silk dress covers

what soon could be unwrapped,

when a car crunches gravel,

and doors open and slam,

with footsteps near to a door.

Only he won’t come.

He never came.

But you wait in memories.


Random Word? Perfect Weekend

I love what I see or see what I love?





She looked down and said yes. He was her knight in shining armour. It only after the honeymoon that she noticed the rust under the surface.

Random Word: Alembic