November 2022 – Page 2 – Poetry, Short Prose and Walking

Play – Six Sentence Story

John loved to play the game of making faces when posing for family photos like crossing his eyes or pursing his lips. He was at the age when children found funny faces funny and even his father and mother thought he was cute.

None of that would have mattered except for the strife dividing his family over the next decades which opened doors for the demonic to flow agitating any form of weakness it could find. Nor would he have remembered any of it had he not inherited his mother’s photo album. The photos reminded him where he came from shoving in his face a demand for repentance for his part, large or small, in the mess they were now in.

John wished he gave his mother a beautiful smile when he had the chance and not some goofy expression, but when he looked at the other photos in the album a childlike smile of release appeared on his now aging face as he realized that most of the time, indeed nearly all of the time, he had.

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Denise offers the prompt word “play” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

For more on the demonic see Frank and Ida Mae Hammond’s Pigs in the Parlor.

Ancient Roman Tile Uncovered At Beit She’an

Art For Art’s Sake

Dale offers the prompt “art for art’s sake” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.

Hopefully these fit the prompt. There was functional art involved in the construction of these pavements. Someone decided how to place the tiles in one way rather than another and how to position the boulders and gravel.

I pretended to caption the photos as if they were abstract paintings in a museum painted by an artist whose name I can no longer remember.

Energy – Six Sentence Story

Guilt followed the pride of life dissipating Zach’s energy. That may have been a good thing since he was wasting his time on stuff that didn’t matter.

But what mattered? Zack was just a simple guy with a conscience informing him that he had lost his way. To get back on track he ran after one godforsaken enlightenment program until it disappointed him giving it up for some other gnostic nonsense.

I can’t tell you how Zach found his way home because I am in the same hog pen that you are refusing to eat the miraculous pearls which allegedly would provide living energy that could not be equated with matter no matter how fast the speed of light was.

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Denise offers the prompt word “energy” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

I was thinking of those pearls and swine in Matthew 7:6 when E=mc² came to mind. The “I” in the story is the narrator running his mouth pretending to be the author.