The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!

[mariez]

Oh, Leslie.  Any mention of Hal really gets to me - but this was just . . .  oh, my. 

Thanks.

Marie

[ifyoucantfixit]

       Jack was tired this morning, he didnt often feel so low and tired.   He just slumped down,
and let his head rest on his forarms.  Maybe ill just rest my eyes.  Before he knew it he was
asleep..He could hear the sound of the clock ticking in the background, and it gave him a
drone to send him farther and farther into sleep..  He was laying close to the fire, and felt
warm and cozy.   tick tick, tick. it was coming closer and closer and closer...Jack, Jack Twist.
This is no place to take a nap...
       It was Mrs Hammermeir, and she slapped him on the shoulder with her magazine,,,and
he saw the beautiful pair of red spiked heels as he opened his eyes....So the Devil really
does wear Prada..

[Scott6373]

That's funny Janice 

[haunted_by_bbm]

"No fire" - 
Aguirre said and now he freezes his ass off on the mountain.
Fire  -
warm and cozy, with Ennis sitting across him, drinking, sharing his sad story
Fire  -
dies down, brings Ennis to him
Fire -
of passion, Ennis's and his
Camp fires -
countless
Fire -
BBQ with Lureen, the fire not half as warm as on a cold mountain
Fire -
adding fuel to the fire of short leashes and coffepot travels
Fire -
in a crematory, finally consuming him whole

Word count 79

Damn, that sent a shiver!  Incredible imagery.

C*

[haunted_by_bbm]

He regarded Lureen’s shoe lying by his foot:  Pointed toe, high heel pumps.  How could she wear those he though.  He let his toe catch the shoe.  He slipped his man’s foot inside the tiny shoe.  He turned his foot back and forth in admiration of the look he achieved.

“Jesus Christ…I’m really queer.” 

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omg   I'm laughing so hard.   Nice one.   

C*

[Lumière]

This is based on a little poem I wrote a while back .. called:

Through a boy's eyes


He lay there all through the night
Lifeless and sagging in that little ditch.
Dried blood stuck to his many wounds
It was like a bad dream, a horrid sight ..

A little boy barely passed the age of nine
Stood there and took in the sight, the stench.
He felt his old man's hand grip his neck
His heart raced, as chills descended his spine.

That little boy grew up to be a young man
Yet some nights when he'd shut his eyes to sleep
He'd see that shell of a body decaying in the ditch
Abandoned and forgotten on that barren piece of land.

He didn't think he'd ever forget what his old man had said:
"Son, see the ol' fool lying there?  He was a disgustin' queer ..
Destined for hell fire .. his death is less painful than what awaits him .."
Ennis shuddered as he recalled the words, tears flowing quietly as he lay in bed ..

[Scott6373]

That's lovely Lucise...you also had a photo with the same name that broke my heart.

[Lumière]

That's lovely Lucise...you also had a photo with the same name that broke my heart.

Cheers Scott .. here is the pic.. 

[Bigheart]

Aww Milli ~ the poem and the pic are breaking my heart    But still so beautiful though.....*sigh*

 

[ifyoucantfixit]

"No fire" - 
Aguirre said and now he freezes his ass off on the mountain.
Fire  -
warm and cozy, with Ennis sitting across him, drinking, sharing his sad story
Fire  -
dies down, brings Ennis to him
Fire -
of passion, Ennis's and his
Camp fires -
countless
Fire -
BBQ with Lureen, the fire not half as warm as on a cold mountain
Fire -
adding fuel to the fire of short leashes and coffepot travels
Fire -
in a crematory, finally consuming him whole


Word count 79

                     Man oh man...............shocking...sad................