SWG: Make-A-Wish

THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "Firefly" by Jacqueline Woodson: almost, yesterday, sometimes, shout, caught, firefly, long, time, wish, make, good, park 

Yesterday evening, while I was walking alone in the Central park. I saw a tiny light on the rose bush. I went closer to see what it was, it was a tiny firefly. 

When I was a kid, we caught fireflies to make wishes on them. I almost caught this fly but it flew away. My eyes followed the little firefly. I ran towards it, I have a wish I haven't asked for a long time. This time I caught my firefly and gave a happy shout. It was weird for a 70 year old woman to squeal like a 7 year old. But, c'mon its my Make-A-Wish day. I made my wish. I wanted to see my son who hasn't spoken to me for 30 years.

I let that firefly go, and with a small hope I saw its little light fly away. With a sigh, i turned around to see my son, walking through the gates it the park. This coincidence was too good to be true.

I pinched myself, I blinked and peered to confirm if it really was my son or was I hallucinating.

But, it was my sonny boy walking towards me.

Sometimes, wishes do travel in the form of a tiny light

This post is written for Sunday Whirlgig

FF: Bartender

PC: Ted Strutz

Ted is a bartender and a teetotaler. He made perfect cocktails, created lovely concoctions, swirled, twirled. But, never has tasted any alcohol in life.

One day a curious regular patron asked Ted “You are surrounded by booze, pretty women and so much food all day, aren’t you tempted?”

Ted “My temptation is at home who makes amazing soup”

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

ABCW: D for Dinosaur

I Chomp Chomp

I Stomp Stomp

I am a huge dinosaur

With a curvy hump

A have big teeth, claws and fangs

I keep getting hunger pangs

I may roar loud and sound like thunder

"This guy might eat me" you may wonder

The movies portray such a wrong image about me

I am a vegan and I eat leaves

I have a few friends like you do 

They love a bucket of chicken wings too

Alas, we don't have a KFC or a Mc Donalds here

Neither do we have a crate of beer

Now, dear people, Beer & good food might be the reason, I think

The reason of why we went extinct

This post is written for ABC-Wednesday-D

FFAW: Cars

PC; Phylor

Far far away, in the land of no humans, where the trees were green, there was no pollution, the cars drove on water; lived two kid cars; Silver Hoot and Blue Bagel.

Both of them were handsome, fast, young and the popular cars in school. All the car girls loved them. One evening Silver Hoot 7 Blue Bagel claimed to be the fastest cars in this planet.

To prove this, they did a cross forest race. While both of them were concentrating on winning, a beautiful brown horse overtook them with ease.

Both the cars stopped with a screech and were stunned. Looking at their faces the wise horse said “Life is one, fast has never helped, look around, enjoy life, end is SCRAP”

From them on, Silver Hoot & Blue bagel became best friends for life.

This post is written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

SWG: Sunny

THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "Here in the Psalm" by Sally Fisher: sheep, grass, waters, chilly, enemies, worry, watch, wobbles, chair, safe, side, spill 

There was a mysterious old man. He wobbled while he walked.. He stayed alone in a pretty cottage, surrounded by grass and a clear water lake. He had a sheep named "Sunny". 

Sunny was the cutest doe-eyed sheep in the town. Many came to the old man to buy Sunny. The old man refused them so rudely that more than half the town turned his enemies.

Every day the old man would worry about Sunny being stolen. So, he sat on a rocking chair and would watch Sunny play all day. All he wanted was his sheep to be safe.

One chilly evening, while Sunny was playing by the clear waters, there was a splash and some water spill, the old man ran as fast his wobbly feet would take him. He jumped in the lake to save his beloved sheep.

From that day on, even if anyone came to buy Sunny, the loyal sheep refused to leave the old man's side.

This post is written for Sunday Whirlgig 70

FF: Shopping Cart

PC: Janet M Webb

I am Mr. Shopping Cart

I used to stay in a pretty mart

People came in crowds and took me away

Through the aisles I used to sway

That morning, it rained all day

That night was worse than the day

Water started seeping inside the mart

We wheeled towards the door, me and the other shopping kart

Its been two days,

This town is flooded and in daze

No one has come to the mart

I miss people, I miss my mart

With love from Mr. Shopping Cart

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

SSB: Toenails

Pregnancy has bloated me so

much that I cant even see my

pretty painted crimson red toenails

This post is written for Sunday Scribblings (PC: wikipedia)

SWG: Sad Garden

THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "Her Garden" by Donald Hall: garden, hummingbird, hover, weeds, burdock, peony, patterns, softening, stem, dwindle, loss, whirring 

There was a little garden

Abandoned and neglected

Tall grass, weeds, peonies, daisies and burdock grew here

A tree stood there for ages, watching the garden go dilapidated

A branch or stem would dwindle in the wind

It would fall on the ground, feeling so dejected

The old tree would cry for its loss

Birds stopped coming to this garden and that tree

That day, the hope of in the garden's heart ended

Then one day, a miracle happened

A humming bird, hovered on the tree

On the sky making patterns, like three

The garden heard the whirring sound of a machine

And laughter of kids, it felt so serene

The kids cleaned the garden

They softened it mud

The garden started to smile again

Its glow was seen in the flowers

Now, the garden is the favorite places for kids from here 

Even now the, the hummingbird hovers around

Who is that hummingbird, the garden wonders

I'm the wish of your heart that went to Lord, says the hummingbird

This post is written for Sunday Whirlgig - 69

SWG: Game

THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "A Man Then Suddenly Stops Moving" by Alberto Rios: lonely, cook, plum, buttocks, game, flick, thumb, parakeet, sits, nags, turn, shelf 

A lonely cook sits on his favorite chair

His buttocks huge and bare

He loved to hear the cluck sound of his thumb

The game he called "Flick the thumb"

Nearby lived a parakeet with his wife

Who nagged him all his life

She wanted that red plum that sat on the cook's shelf

The reluctant husband parakeet ran to get it, to save himself

He saw the cook playing his game alone

The parakeet felt sad and joined the cook for his turn

Now, every 5 seconds a Cluck resonates the room

The lonely cook & the nagged parakeet have found solace in this small room

This post is written for Sunday Whirlgig

FF: Bad Day

PC: Sandra Crook

I woke up that morning to find a note that my wife has left me.

With a heavy heart, I get ready to leave for work but m y car won’t start.

When my car started after 30 minutes, I drove and my car broke down in the middle of nowhere.

When I repaired and started to move, I got stuck in between a flock of sheeps

Then, I get a phone call on my cellphone that my office building has collapsed and many lives were lost.

Then, I get an sms that, my wife’s paramour is in jail and she is back home

Sometimes, God has his way to save you and make things perfect, even if that means “bad day”

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers