After The Blast

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Day 27

I think this is the middle of April at least that is how I remember things today.  I am still in the basement and hear absolutely nothing through the door and windows.  I am not sure if everyone is still inside to avoid the radioactive fallout or there was only a handful of us who made it.  Now that it has been almost a month’s time I am sure my husband and daughter are gone.  That was all the family I had left, now I am certain they didn’t make it past the initial blast.  I have not yet mourned, there is too much else to worry about now to take that luxury.  I have counted and recounted the food down here and it will be hard, but I can make it at least another month before I need to worry about hunting down more food.  Maybe I will be rescued by then?  Maybe the enemy will capture me before I have to worry.  But then I don’t even no for sure who the enemy was… the airwaves have all been silent.  What if I am all alone forever?  I don’t want to think about it.  I think maybe by day 45 I can venture upstairs and see a little more of the world.  I would practically kill to listen to some music, it is so quiet.

It is time to scan the windows for signs of life.  I have to do that now as I can see the light fading already.  I have to hold out hope there is someone good still left out there.  Until tomorrow…


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fallout

The Front Lines

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Battle lines are drawn

And you are in an offensive stance

While I cower in defense

You hurl your attacks my way

And I plead with you to stop

Then one makes contact

Instead of crying in pain

I scream out in unhinged anger

How dare you!

Only thinking of yourself

Never considering my side

At first I think I should retreat

Then I decide it’s not my place to back down

I come back on the offensive

Hurling all I have in the moment

You seem shocked and stop

In the silence it seems we are in a cease fire

At least for the end of this day

You go off your way

And I go mine


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – retreat

Embrace The Dark

The only light in the room

Is the glow of one lone candle

Sitting on the dresser

It flickers and dances

Making shadows move on the wall

It should set a romantic mood

But where my mind is tonight

It is an ominous warning

There are demons in the shadows

Thoughts creep in of pain and abandonment

Memories of lost love and unfinished battles

Hopelessness and despair slowly take me over

And in one quick breath I extinguish the flame

More familiar with the darkness than the light


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – glow

Island Breezes

Instantly I knew what I had to do for this post. I saw the word particular and instantly thought of the island sounds from Jimmy Buffett. He has such fun songs and I would love to take in one of his concerts, they seem to have a real party atmosphere. So I share with you One Particular Harbor.

For Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – particular

Forever Together

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The bark was rough and scratchy, but her hands found the spot.  Carved into the side of the tree was her true love.  Both their initials and a heart; she remembered the day it happened like it was yesterday.

He pulled out his knife and started chipping away at the bark.  She was shocked and asked, “what are you doing to that tree?”

“Just locking our future into the history books.  Our love will last as long as this carving will.”

“You can’t do that in a public park.”

“Watch me, besides it’s not like there are many people here besides us.  It is eighteen degrees outside.”

“You are such a romantic at heart.  I love you.”

“I love you too, now let me carve.”

Her hand still rested on the carving.  It had been six months now since he died.  She let a tear fall from her eyes and said, “I still love you, honey.”


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – bark

Tonight Will Be The Last

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Shake up the bottle

Mix the ingredients

The elixir must be right

It needs to invigorate me

Get me through this night

As shadows creep in

And your memory haunts

I must be vigilant

And be ready for anything

You said you would haunt me

And it appears you were right

But tonight will be different

I will draw on my strength

To meet you head on

And face the demons

You brought to my life

You will no longer

Bring me fear from your grave

I drink down my liquid courage

And wait for your memory

To visit one last time


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – invigorate

The Rise And Fall

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She was smitten with him

He was attractive and funny

She wanted to be with him forever

*

He was taken by her beauty

She was kind and intelligent

He would spend his life with her

*

She did the best she could

Trying to please him

Seeming to fail at ever turn

*

He provided for her

Gave her his money

He was always working

*

She felt trapped

Never saw him

Needed his touch

*

He felt used

Never saw her

Needed her support

**

They filed for divorce

Not being able to get along anymore

Said it was irreconcilable differences


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – irreconcilable