FLASH 55 FRIDAY--TAKE MY EVERYTHING

A WORD OF EXPLANATION

THE FOLLOWING GRAPHIC IS

AN AIRPORT BAGGAGE SCAN

TAKE MY RUBIES AND TAKE MY PEARLS

TAKE MY CAMELS AND ALL MY GIRLS

Rhumba lessons I want them for
The Rich Maharaja of Magador


(MY '55')

Give up your money

Line up over here.

Yes, you too, Honey

(Wipe off that sneer)

Empty your pockets

Take off your shoes

Hand me the locket

Talk, and you lose

Also your belt

Ooooh! I'm being 'felt'

Step right along now, Ma'am

And go right through...

"Flight 7080 to Amsterdam

Now boarding, Gate D-22".

--steveroni

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FLASH FICTION FRIDAY "55"

Let G-MAN know when you write 55 words--no more, no less--of fiction. And get ready to be swamped with 55s and comments galore...

"OOOPS!"

Lights flashed,
Siren sounded,
The shiny white-and-blue
Stayed behind
As I rounded
The corner at sixty-two.

"Why did you stop me?"

"I will show you".

Behind my car,
Sticking out the trunk
Dangled the bloody and mangled
Arm of a man named Syd.
Why did I not remember to
Close the trunk lid?

PLAY BALL! PLAY LIFE!

 DESPONDENT

Flash Fiction Friday 55
is a story written in exactly 55 words.
Let the G-Man know if you write one
and read the ones of your fellow writers.

 ME! Pick me. Pick ME!
Yesss it is I, fruitcake of fruits
wishing to become
not necessarily
Chosen One--
Just one of

Pick me, pick me
might well have meant
Pickle me
Again...about being chosen
As belonging. Oh!
The myth of

Alone and lonely
Fitting in nowhere
Despondent
Depressed
Pick This
Piece of Shit

SOBER, Peeps
LOVE, Peeps
PEACE, Peeps
From me to you, Peeps

A SAD "55" THIS FRIDAY

Drew was a good soldier
So proud
So sober
So spiritual
So sad
Ave Maria University Oratory
Mourning in morning
We who stay
To help others
Along their sober way
 
Asleep in his car
Note in his lap
To express a final goodbye
To his friends, his Peeps.
Sleep in peace now my friend...Drew
  
Flash Fiction Friday 55
is a story written in exactly 55 words.
Let the G-Man know if you write one
and read the ones of your fellow writers.
 ______________________________________________________________

About a year ago I was Drew's AA sponsor
for several months before he "resigned" from
Alcoholics Anonymous--again.

All too often during moments like these today I hear the truth, "Drew died so that many others will live."  We see in illumination what happens when we forget to be humble, forget to be patient, tolerant, forgiving, forget to WORK the steps, forget that God is God...not ME...and forget that we cannot have the first drink, or that insatiable craving will immediately kick in.

Thank you for your prayers for ALL of us Peeps, let us stay sober, and pray for each other. Please!

Peace, and Love, Peeps, to ALL of you! 
Steve--color me "pensive".

FRIDAY FLASH FICTION 55

FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55


WITHOUT A RAINY DAY I COULD
NOT KNOW THE SUN IS SHINING

Thunder is booming
and the bright'ning Lightning
It is all so exciting

Having long been kept at bay
At last, rain coming our way
Plentifully drench this day

Hear noise, feel wet
Ordered chaos--it is set
we will soon have met

God's Wonderful Power's
descent--on all His flowers
And finely, man-built towers


Friday Flash Fiction 55
is a story written in exactly 55 words.
Let the G-Man know if you write one.
and read the ones of your fellow writers.

Beautiful picture of "Let's Bring On the Rain"

from: blogs.nyu.edu