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Perspective – Friday Fictioneers

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Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - Renee Heath

Copyright – Renee Heath

– Perspective –

“Mr Riordan – may I call you Aaron?”

“No, you are a mere journalist. You may not.”

“Mister Riordan, your latest installation seems to be yet another spectacular failure!”

She readied herself for the right hook. He was unpredictable at the best of times.

Nothing happened. 

“I’ve lost my edge,” he whispered. “I’m done in. I can’t do this any more…”

“No, no, no!” 

“All I wanted was for one person to look at my Bloke In A Dress – instead, everyone turned away!”

“Mr Riordan – please. People here don’t like what’s different, they can’t cope with it. So they look away. It’s them, not you.”

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Reclamation – Trifecta Week 89

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Below is my offering for week 89′s Trifecta challenge word, which is ‘weak’. As you will see from the relevant blog post, the challenge is to write between 33 and 333 words of fiction, non-fiction, poetry or prose, based on the 3rd definition from the Merriam Webster’s Online Dictionary. This week the 3rd definition of ‘weak’ is:

– not factually grounded or logically presented <a weak argument>

Here’s my offering below – I hope you like it! Please check here for the other entries!

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– Reclamation –

Because your turn of phrase is weak
Because with only lies you speak
Because I sorrow at your smile
Because my memories are vile
Because my trust in you has gone
Because you always thought you shone
at persuasion – you were wrong.

I have learned my lesson well
I read the clues, I marked the tell
I picture you and shudder hard
I stupidly let down my guard
I was too eager, so naive
I was so ready to believe
in you – my king of thieves.

Because I swallowed all you said
I watched your TV talking head
Because I helped you win your seat
I can now undo that feat
Because the power is mine, not yours
I will find a better cause.
Democracy – for you it’s flawed.

 

Trifecta

The calm before…

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… the marathon.*

I’m fortunate enough to be living in a city where there’s quite a vibrant mix of festivals, rallies, runs and rides going on throughout the year.  Sometimes, it drives me crazy, but well, you can’t have everything your own way!

Where I live right now is situated almost at the end of a number of long-distance events – a marathon, half-marathon, long-distance bike ride, a naked bike ride (yes, avert your eyes if you really don’t want to see too much!), classic car rally, Mini rally, motorbike rally… I get to see all sorts of strange, exciting, wonderful and bizarre sights throughout the year.

Yesterday, the red and white cones sprouted up along the pavement. The very small suspended parking bay signs suddenly made themselves visible (see above for ‘drives me crazy’). The metal barriers to hold back the hordes appeared in covert nests behind trees and gates. This morning, ubiquitous red and wide plastic tape had miraculously strung itself along the road, as if commanded by a vast magic wand in the deep, velvet night. Continue reading “The calm before…” →