Flash Fiction : Surveying His Domain

He stood on his front porch surveying all he owned.  It was a small working farm his grandfather had left him.  It had been  in severe disrepair when he had first stepped foot on it three months ago. Buildings in need of paint, lawn almost waist-high grass, a road in need of grading and possibly new gravel.

He had stood, staring in shock and dismay at the total dilapidation of everything. How in the world would he ever get it fixed up?

Now, three months later, the place was starting to look cared for.  While the house and barn still needed painting, the old peeling paint had been scraped away, awaiting a fresh coat of paint.  The lawns were mown, though there were bare patches where weeds had been pulled.  Wood was piled high near the barn waiting to be stacked.

Yes, everything was at peace and in its place.  He stood in his shirtsleeves surveying his domain.

Flash fiction time.  I’ve been inspired by Little Slices Of Awesomeness, a Tumblr blog that I have fallen in love with.  I think I could write a piece for almost every picture that is posted.  Check it out, I promise you won’t be disappointed.

Signing off


A Haiku For You

After an unexpected belated Christmas gift from my parents, I was inspired to create a whole bunch of haikus today.  Haikubes are these amazing dice you roll to create your own haikus.  I posted about them over on Escaping the Inkwell in the post Writer’s Inspirational Tools, and now I have them!  Yay.

Well, after spending some time with my sister this afternoon, we came up with these six haikus.  For those of you who do not know, my sister has down syndrome, so sometimes, it always amazes me of her insight.

My Haikus

A reflection on my work life

Dilemma as grace

opens one for melodic

time in wet water

A desire for my work life

Overlook torture

the hmmmm slips down a fast time

happy fire in  limbs

A desire for my family

My home touches me

stay full of grand thunder

a sleep calls to grace


Now my sister’s haikus:

A regret on my romantic life (she has none, so this was just funny)

It calls her moonlight

clear dreaming into fathom

places with travel

A reflection on my future

In your shady flock

she sang for sleeping in peace

shelter honestly

A reflection on our world

It’s your life my limbs

is my god watching me too

what a grand feeling

So, there you have it.  Personally, I think my sister’s haikus are much more brilliant than mine.  Insightful in ways. I think we will have fun playing around with these, and I know I will especially find use for them.  I saw ways to open up my ideas to other things.

Signing off