Flash Fiction (WP Prompt)

Writing Prompt: “You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about the encounter,” using as little words as possible.

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I know where this street is! I thought, my fingers tracing the smudged address in the corner of the envelope, damp with rainwater and mud.

“Will she forgive me for prowling?” I whispered, gently refolding the soiled letter riddled with the fervent contents of a dying man’s heart.

I overstepped the puddle before me that I had plucked the abandoned letter from and made haste.

No matter! This true love cannot wait!

THE END

(I tried to capture ye olden days of yore.)

Meaningful Songs with a Twist (WP Prompt)

This WP prompt asked me to explore three songs that mean the most to me. Since I don’t have three songs that I consider anthems in my life at the moment, I’ll add the twist of explaining how songs impacted me this week instead.

The first impact music had on me this week included me using songs to create the perfect writing environment. (There’s a whole blog post lurking in that statement that I’ll explore someday!) I use music, like many writers do, to inspire me as I write. My most favorite technique is to play a song, eyes closed, and roll a scene in my mind about what I am going to write, then turn the song off and write in silence, reliving the moment in my mind as the residue of the song still stirs in my heart.

The second impact music had on me this week was found in a love note my husband secretly tucked into my purse to cheer me up—I’ve been battling a respiratory infection since last week. The love note quoted, Chicago’s, “You’re the Inspiration.” As an 80’s teenager, this song did more than put a smile on my face when I stumbled upon it during my lunch break. I married an awesome man!

The third impact music had on me this week came from my seven-year-old daughter who created a new song all about ice cream while at school yesterday and how her favorite flavor is “orange” (aka orangesicle—seriously, who doesn’t love that flavor!) that she had to sing to me before going to bed. The idea of an ice cream cone is what inspired my previous post, a poem titled, “A Summer’s Day.” Homemade songs out of the heart of a child are the best kind!

A Summer’s Day (Poetry)

A Summer’s Day

Sticky ice cream

drools down the knuckles

of a freckle-faced boy,

sun-kissed

with the beginnings

of treasured memories.

A salty, summer breeze,

thick with children’s laughter,

captures their boisterous joy,

as thunderous waves

topple towards 

the sugar-white shore,

clamoring for their feet.

Seagulls chatter in response,

drifting carefree

against the mirrored,

ice-blue sky.

By:  Brooke E Wayne

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