The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!

[mariez]

That is amazing, Leslie - a cliche, I know, but time goes by so quickly.  Thanks for starting the drabblefest!  Here's a little something that came to me.

Two Guys

It was out of his way, but he'd gotten into the habit of taking that route a few times a week, sometimes just driving by, sometimes pulling over and sitting for a while, as he did today. 

Looks like a little cow and calf operation, he mused for the umpteenth time as he watched the cattle grazing in the winter wheat, hoping that if he sat long enough he'd see them…..

….and there they were.  Two of them, riding fence.  They were too far off for him to see clearly, but it was enough - enough to make him stay, gazing off into distance through the window of his truck at those two guys.

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114 Words

[belbbmfan]

Marie, that was really good.

Two of them, riding fence...


it should have been like that, always. 

[cwby30]

The bitter cold had passed, and the winter wheat, long dormant under the mantle of snow, began to sprout in the Spring sunshine and cover the rolling fields of the ranch with a soft down of green with its promise of a plentiful harvest in July.  Just like their love: the bitter cold of those years apart having passed, and the fire of their love, once hidden by the snows of fear, now blooming in the Spring sunshine for their close circle of family and friends to see, promising a plentiful harvest of many years together. 


[96 words.] 

[cwby30]

Ennis surveyed the field before him, the winter wheat sown last month now covered deep in snow.  The wheat would spring from the soil when the sun warmed it months from now.  But, pulling his Carhartt close in a vain attempt to find warmth from the bitter cold, he knew his heart would never find true warmth again, and his love would never spring from the soil in which it was buried so deep next to his lover in Lightning Flat. 


[81 words.]

[MaineWriter]

Morning all,

Let's see, I have a snowy morning here so how about some sunny prompts?

• tulips
• orange
• "by the dawn's early light"

L

[mariez]

..it should have been like that, always. 

Sigh.  Yep. 

...... now blooming in the Spring sunshine for their close circle of family and friends to see, promising a plentiful harvest of many years together. 

... he knew his heart would never find true warmth again, and his love would never spring from the soil in which it was buried so deep next to his lover in Lightning Flat. 

Wonderfully done, cwby!  The two forks in the road......

Marie

[mariez]

Two Memories

As time passed through the fall and winter, he realized there were two memories of that summer. 

One that he carried in his mind, available to call forth quickly to share with the world if need be.  But the other, the true memory…..of glassy orange dawns, of moons so bright he'd wanted to paw the white right out of them, of red sparks of night fire against the blackness….was kept tucked away, entrusted to the care of that small being deep inside himself, buried below the layers of shame and guilt, anger and fear, want and need.

But never forgotten.

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100 Words

[ifyoucantfixit]

        He lay down on his bed.  Sighing a deep sigh of relaxation.  "Boy oh boy what a day."
He stretched out and felt all the tension of they past few days, and weeks leave his battered
and worn out body.  He remembered that day up on Brokeback, the tent was crooked so
he had said.  "The tent don't look right."  "Well let it be.  I ain't going nowhere."  "That
harmonica don't seem right neither."  "Well it got kinda flattened when that mare threw me."
"Thought you said that mare couldn't throw you."  "Well she got lucky."  "Well if id a got
lucky, that harmonica woulda busted in two."  He remembered that day like it was yesterday.
It was a good time.  Back before the now, back before it all got so hard.  Before he worked
for so many straight years and months.  Before Michelle, and Matilda, before the full never
ending day and night. Ungodly hours of non stop never resting never ...............................

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With full deference to ms annie proulx without whom we would never have know these
two beautiful characters
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[mariez]

Janice, your new sig line is beautiful!

[mariez]

Some late prompts for a cold Monday:

• pen
• clipboard
• paperwork

Marie