Here Goes Nothing

He pushed the save button.  It was finally done.  He had written a third short story and was toying with the idea of putting one on a blog site.  He knew a couple of people who used a blog to share poetry and to air out emotions.  He was just interested in stories.  He had read a couple of his friends’ blogs and found them entertaining.  This was time to decide.  He took a sip of his coffee and went to the website his friends used.  He did a copy paste of his story.  And he pushed the publish button.

 

(100 words)

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

New Love

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It’s risky taking unknown steps

Blindly heading into tomorrow

The odds can be against you there

Are you headed for more sorrow

 

Roll the dice

Take a chance

Gamble on new love

 

He fills your dreams

Both night and day

The time has come

To go out and play

 

Roll the dice

Take a chance

Gamble on new love

 

This time your luck is true

No more feelings of blue

 

Roll the dice

Take a chance

Gamble on new love

You’re ready for new love

 

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

Little One

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Yesterday I was reminiscing

Of the days of your youth

The days of snowflakes on your tongue

And angels in the snow

Bubbles flying through the air

And chalk drawings on the driveway

I remember laughter until your sides hurt

From the tickle monster attacks

And quiet moments spent

With cuddles on the couch

Watching Disney movies

And singing along

Bedtime stories and books

With “just one more page”

You will forever be my little one

Even though you are a woman I admire

And love with every cell in my body

Until I take my last breath

 

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

Love At A Distance

You turn to me to kiss me

And hold me in your arms

Passions burn brightly

We become consumed

Left basking in the glow

Of love in the afternoon

Alas it’s just a fantasy

That someday you’ll be mine

And dreams are all it will ever be

As you kiss your wife

Loving her endlessly

Without a thought for me

 

 

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

Limited Supplies

The people started to gather at the door.  She knew it would be a long day with so many shoppers waiting at the doors.  The quarantine was to go into effect at midnight tonight so everyone wanted to shop while they could.  There was a large sign outside that stated no more than two of one item for any customer, they also had smaller versions on each door and by the high-volume items – paper goods, cleaners, canned food and batteries.  The doors opened and the mass moved forward.  This was worse than Christmas shopping she thought.

For the most part the morning went well.  As the day moved on and supplies dwindled down on the shelves, tempers flared.  She heard a man yell “Screw you!”  She turned and saw a man standing with one of the assistant managers.  It was obvious there were high tensions on both sides of the conversation.  As the argument went on the volume got louder and the man became belligerent.  He swore and took a swing at the manager who had joined in to try to calm the situation.  He ducked just in time.  It was then the police came into the building.

In no time the offensive customer was escorted out of the building and she continued checking out customers until the store closed at four o’clock.

 

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

Three is the Limit

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“I don’t want to hear it!”  She slammed her purse down on the table and turned to him saying, “I asked for one simple thing.  Just pay the electric bill.  I don’t think that was asking too much.  But you couldn’t find 5 minutes when you were out today to get it done?”

“I have a confession to make,” he said, and the woman turned on her heals to stare at him.  “I was out at the range and a buddy of mine talked me into going into the Sportsman’s Shop with him and they had the coolest gun there…

“Don’t tell me you bought another gun?  You have three but only two hands to hold them with.  What are you going to do with a fourth one?”

“Protect us when things turn bad.”

“But why four when you ONLY HAVE TWO HANDS?”

“I thought maybe yo…”

“Don’t you dare say I could use them.  You know I hate guns and only barely tolerate the ones you have here.  I will NOT have my house over-run with fire power.  It is pointless and unsafe for my granddaughter.”

“Well it was my tax refund money.”

“Yeah, well it is my house and I don’t want that many here!”

 

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