‘I see, it has to be your way or not at all, no hint of a compromise, no flexibility, no give and take, no sign of you being prepared to concede to give us a chance, but I will, so I’ll wait to hear from you, I’ll not ask again.’ #1lineWed – theme ‘ Give/Take’
She knew the drill, keep him hanging on, playing with his heart, promising they’ll meet up soon, keep on saying ‘I’m nervous, I’m not ready’ when he keeps asking ‘why not yet?’ – damn him, she’s confused, the things he does to her with words… #vss365 – prompt ‘Drill’
Little spent as you and me, rail tickets cheap day returns, London pubs, chain restaurants, daylight hours no overnights, walking yet seen no sights, bank accounts our #pounds not stretched, time, as us, overdrawn unchecked. #vss365 – prompt ‘Pound’ (see ‘unstretched‘)
‘You write in riddles sometimes, I think you try to confuse me, but I don’t know why you’d do that, why can’t you just make life simple?’
#1lineWed -theme ‘write’
#vss365 – prompt ‘trim’ #sixwords #sixwordstory
He trod in it… she didn’t.
#vss365 – prompt ‘trod’ #sixwords #sixwordstory
‘Well, that message tells me all I need to know. Only talking a short while? You must have me mixed up with someone else! Remember me, we’ve been messaging for months, remember I’m the one you said you didn’t want to lose, well you just have.’
#Thurds – theme ‘mix’
‘For so long now, for whatever reason, you’ve held back, see something that makes you nervous, too unsure, to take a chance with me. It cuts me deep, it crushes me, your every message, that never names a day for us, to at last see what we could be.’
#vss365 – prompt ‘crush’
Time warp… her middle, his end.
She untouched… he took heavens fall
Six word line/story response for week 2nd to 8th November Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #10 -‘Heaven’
‘Hey, you asked, I told you, stop making out I’m some kind of monster, what’s your problem with the truth, it’s how you are, live with it, I do.’
#1lineWed – theme ‘monster’
Too late, beyond return, he saw her, old and bent, a grubby lace shawl around her shoulders held by a long-fingered purple veined hand, her creped neck bleeding, ravens circled, she shuffled closer, fear frozen, sudden darkness, eyes taken, an inner scream, tongue torn.
#vss365 – prompt ‘raven’
Given, there somewhere
two hearts, spin opposite
yet the same way round.
Two souls, fused at core
the fundamentals of being
you and me, who we are.
#vss365 – prompt ‘fuse’ #poetry