A Flash Poem of 55 Words
Mystery
This bird's gonna die
The gas is on 'cause
I opened the valve
I'll pull closed the door
Turn the fatal key
You're after the bird
You can watch him die
Go slowly to sleep
Die, die, you are dead
Throw the key back in
Suicide they'll think
Though murder it is
Ilk must die
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/10/art-flash-55-in-october.html?m=1
- At the above link Kerry has given us some information about an artist named "McMonster". She has displayed one picture of his, an ink art work showing an owl watching some idle machinery from which came my idea for this poem.
It is also time for Flash writing, my offering has exactly 55 words not including the title.
Labels: Fiction, Flash Writing, Gothic Fiction, Real Toads, Story
posted by Jim @ 10/04/2019 01:23:00 AM
12 comments
12 Comments:
Well this is a cheery little poem Jim but what can we do we are given a prompt and must use what our brains offer us!
A surreal reading of the images.
Beautifully done!❤️
Well I love this ~~~ not sure what that says about me. LOL.
Wow, an intriguing tale......well done, Jim.
Nice cheerful little poem.
A total stranger guessed my age as minus 22 years. I hugged her right there in the department store! Some days are better than others. LOL
Yikes. Terrifying! Well done. Thanks, jim. k.
Well done, and so Octoberish!
Well done with this prompt! A glimpse into a misdemeanour!
This was a sinister read, and it made me think about the canary bird in the mine...
Dark, disturbing, but intriguingly so Jim.
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