NaPoWriMo Day 4

Today’s poetry prompt is to write about a dream.

Samurai in the Kitchen

the kitchen door
is kicked open
by a samurai
or Ming the Merciless
I’m not sure which

he has no feet
but at the bottom of his legs
ceramic vases on which he walks
they look just like the one
on my desk

he rushes toward me
his legs make a horrifying sound
thundering through the house
pulls his sword
then disappears

he storms the bedroom
while I shiver under the quilt
and catch a whiff of Asian spices
then just black pepper
I wake up sneezing

Life and Death

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, where every story is a surprise. We are an international community of writers who get together once a week to write flash fiction. Our lovely leader, author Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, posts the photo prompt on her blog, Addicted to Purple.

I’m glad to be back after a brief hiatus. On occasion, my muse goes missing and I have to chase after her (or him). Have I found my muse again? You be the judge! Tell me in your comments 🙂

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Photo Copyright: Dale Rogerson

 

Life and Death

by Jan Brown

Jenny walked the long pathway. The rising sun lit the way, heating the cold stone. On each side, wondrous adventures loomed. Beautiful gardens, inviting beaches, sprawling cities. There were also darker paths with an edgy feel. Certainly riskier exploits awaited there! She longed for the exhilaration, the thrill of accomplishment.

Was she on the right path? So many choices–just like life.

Does He really have a plan for any of this? If so, Jenny wished He would just come out and tell her! But nooooooooo…He leaves it up to her to decide which path to take.

Just like life.

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…The rising sun will come to us from heaven to shine on those living in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the path of peace.  – Luke 1:78-79

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