Morning View

aug 10

Awakened by the loud jeers, cheers of the playing boys outside, I slowly went out of bed. He’s standing just outside our bedroom door staring, waiting for me. He offered his hands with a weak smile. I smiled back and took his hand to his surprise.

Outside, I gripped his hands tighter as my eyes adjust to the shining sun. Then I saw the cheerful and loud boys. Stubborn tears fall. The vivid memories of my four soccer-playing sons rushed back.

Wrapping his around me, he softly whispered, “It’s okay, love. Our boys are surely playing in heaven too.”

Word count: 100

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: Yinglan


In response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) August 09, 2016.


  • 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:

Like Father, Like Son

The familiar high-pitched screech of tires, the familiar loud cheers of race enthusiasts, welcomed me as if it was just yesterday.

Two decades ago, my heart’s racing as the man who owns it zooms for his dream trophy. Now my old beating ticker’s jittery again, this time for our beloved son.

My love lost both– the race and his life. That’s why I tried with all my might to rid my son of his dad’s roaring racing blood. But like father, like son, I failed.

Now I have none, but the hope that their fate isn’t like father, like son.

Word count: 100

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: Sunday Photo Fiction

I missed writing fictions!! 😀 I’m glad to be back, again. ❤

In response to Sunday Photo Fiction for May 01, 2016.

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Alastair Forbes where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words. The piece doesn’t have to center around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story.

Enjoy more awesome stories here:

Underdog: An Ushnik


Underdog: An Ushnik
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Cheers are shouted for my foe
on my ears boos come and go
they believe I’ll run and flee
round one’s done, the winner’s me.

Photo credit: Martin Kníže

In response to Blogging from A to Z ChallengeU is for Ushnik


Ushnik (God of Wind orignating from the hairs of the body of the almighty Prajāpati) is a stanzaic Vedic meter. The 7th horse pulling the golden chariot of the sun god is named for this meter.

The defining features of the Ushnik are:

  • stanziac, any number of quatrains, 4 padas or lines.
  • syllabic, lines of 7 syllable each.

Missed a letter/poem? Read all Poetry from A-Z here.