husband and wife, lockdown edition: a quadrille

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screeching tires
roared back to life
running away from
fuming wife,

leaving minty
toothpaste uncapped,
garlic burnt
with bitter bite,

lockdown birthing
silly fights.

yet once the stars
start blending the night,

wheels will return
to arms so light,

hush, hush,
let’s not fight.

05.05.2020
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For dVerse Lighten up a bit!

on Mars and moth

Man-made machines flying will not satiate humans’ dreaming
from the clouds to the moon, even Mars is under planning.
A brave moth hunting for the fire that can burn its metal wings.

07.21.2019
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Photo by David Dibert on Unsplash

In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales, Week 181
If you want to go full Apollo 11, check out Apollo in Real Time – it’s amazing and I can’t wait for the Moon landing on Saturday. If you’re not into space exploration, remember that the picture is only the starting point. You take your lines wherever you want.
If you want to join, here are the simple rules:
  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.
  • Link back to this post.
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so we can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

A Mother’s Heart

8

I almost dropped the two full paper bags when I saw the familiar blue car parked in front of our home. So they are back after a month.

Seated in front of my husband, my daughter and her rugged boyfriend sat in full-of-fear silence. I walked in without looking at them. I might not be able to stop myself from hugging my stubborn child who loves to escape with the “love of her life”.

“I’m pregnant,” her shaky voice revealed before she finally broke into tears.

“We’re not surprised,” I said as I gripped my husband’s shoulder.

I looked at my fragile 16-year old girl with an aching mother’s heart. What have I done wrong? I’m afraid I’ll never know.

Word count: 120
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Photo credit:Yinglan 🙂

In response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) October 25, 2016.

Rules:

  • a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less)
  • each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end
  • no serial (continuation) stories
  • include a pingback to the challenge post

Thank you for hosting this awesome prompt, Priceless Joy! ❤ 

Read more short stories here:

Numbered Mind

Three is my favourite number. But after that candle-incident, it’s now four.

There are four candles in my cake. Mom and Dad want me to blow them all. I didn’t. Mom shouted, but not at me. She cried, wailed on the floor while I group the pasta strands in three, silently. She went inside their room then went out with her four-wheel bag. She hugged me tight. She said sorry and I love you, four times each. She left.

I think her favorite number is four.

Dad hugged me, told me not to cry. I didn’t. I can’t count my tears. I don’t like things I can’t count. Just like my mouth don’t like words it cannot say, which is all.

24 days after, mom’s still not home but I am happy. ‘Cause for the first time, Dad and I went out of the house. I can’t look at people’s eyes but I am amazed to see the long staircase. Excited to count them, I run and climbed up, up and up. I am in 44th step when I looked back.

I can’t see Dad.

Maybe his favourite number is five.

Word count: 190

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Photo credit: Louise of Storyteller’s Abode


In response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) March 08, 2016.

Rules:

  • a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less)
  • each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end
  • no serial (continuation) stories
  • include a pingback to the challenge post

Thank you for a beautiful prompt, Priceless Joy!

P.S.

This is inspired by a fictional character from the book I am currently reading; Love Anthony by Lisa Genova.

Read more short stories here:

Ten Books for Awesome-Short-Read Mood

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“People who say they don’t have time to read simply don’t want to.” ― Julie Rugg, A Book Addict’s Treasury


What’s your mood for today?

Moods is the theme of The Broke and the Bookish‘s Top Ten Tuesday today.

March 1: Ten Books To Read If You Are In The Mood For…

SHORT READS! 😀

Most of my followers are busy professionals plus great writers so for them, here are TEN AWESOME SHORT READS  (less than 300 pages) that they may want to read to have a break!

1. Love & Misadventure and Lullabies by Lang Leav

Love & Misadventure

2. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

3. The Small Backs of Children by Lidia Yuknavitch

The Small Backs of Children

4. Still Alice by Lisa Genova

Still Alice

5. Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy’s Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back by Todd Burpo, Sonja Burpo, Colton Burpo

Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy's Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back

6. Stupid is Forever by Miriam Defensor Santiago

Stupid is Forever

7. Never Never (Never Never, #1) by Colleen Hoover and Tarryn Fisher

Never Never (Never Never, #1)

8. Stargirl (Stargirl, #1) by Jerry Spinelli

Stargirl (Stargirl, #1)

9. We Were Liars by E. Lockhart

We Were Liars

10. The Rosie Project (Don Tillman #1) by Graeme Simsion

The Rosie Project (Don Tillman #1)

Photo and link credit: Goodreads


That will be it for this week!

Have you read some of this books?

What are your most-loved short reads?

Let’s dicuss!