Jackie and the Giant Grapevine

It’s time for Friday Fictioneers again! Each week, writers from around the world post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided by Madison Woods.

This week I am telling my story — a small fable —  in a poem, a series of cinquain-like stanzas that I hope you will enjoy.

You can read other Friday Fictioneers’ work by clicking the link that appears below my story. There is also a Facebook page for the Friday Fictioneers.

Jackie and the Giant Grapevine

by Jan Brown

Cuttings
from the grapevine
of the dark-skinned shiraz,
planted in Jackie’s backyard last night,
shot up.

They soared
through the treetops
overnight!  Branches became
trellis for giant grapes, blackish
purple,

until
their juicy weight
pulled it all down to earth.
Nectar burst forth from luscious globes.
Droplets,

filled with
the promise of
radiant health, like teardrops
melting, dripping like music, each
tear sings.

Lilting
notes bring magic
to the drink. Each sweet glass
brings health to the drinker. Salud!
Santé!

Extra-
terrestrial
grapevines? Magic? Healing
miracle? Maybe. A blessing,
surely.

Jackie prayed
in thanks, and cut
new shoots to plant elsewhere,
propagating love to heal
the world.

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