Was that your dream car?
Would you marry that sink?
Will you break some hearts?
Kelly, what do you think?
Will you always be thankful?
Will you nurture your friends?
Will you sing every day?
Will you round river bends?
And I need not ask…
if you’ll stay cute, whenever
I see that handsome Galoot!!
I’m not a math genius per se, but….. I do believe those are 55 words.
And the last time I checked, it was still Friday somewhere.
So happy FFF55, Dudes.
55 for The G-Man.
xoxoxoxoxoxoox
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Flash Fiction 55 | Posted by Jannie on 5 January 2012 @ 5:55 PM
Ice patches.
Rough patches.
Calm patches.
Patches on a marriage
in spots, but the seams
triple-stitched to last.
Vintage 70s patches
lookin’ so groovy.
September apricot patches
on a cute little curious cat.
Sail to the kitchen
or maybe the moon
and you might return
to find that curious cat
in your patches patch too.
Those were 55 words of Friday Flash Fiction for The G-Man.
FFF goes live Thursdays at 8:00 Michigan Time!
Write fiction in 55 words, post it and tell G-Man — he’ll comment and put you in his good books.
xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxxoox
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Past the warlock, the blacksmith,
ye olde ”Ale & Turkey Drumstick”
and the jousters down the lane
we chanced upon a slumbering sprite in the wood.
Later we floated
back over the corn stubble field
to some internal combustion machine
or another, to sail home into the sunset
with the wind whipping our rigging
in 6/8 time gypsy hip-shaking tambourine.
And 5 additions to this 55 words of fiction for the G-Man…
1. 3 iPhone photos from that Renaissance Fayre — back when my pix were a mere 740px wide.
2. The boots belonged to the sleeping angel girl’s brother.
3. Fun is good.
4. Love is good.
5. Ale is good.
xoxooxoxoxoxo
Okay! 6 things…
I get to go back into the recording studio next week to sing, so…
if my blog-hoppping is sparse until then…
please know that I and the music of the leaves up laughing in the trees are writing lyrics for you.
xoxoxo
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The year I was born, 1964,
our friend “Uncle” Jimbo, then 19,
served his first of 4 Vietnam tours.
Jimbo, who videotaped Kelly’s birth.
Jimbo, who honored her this morning
by accepting her invitation to appear with
other Veterans in her school ceremony.
Jimbo, quick to laugh, love and lend a hand.
Jimbo, gift of a human and friend.
I reckon that was 55 words (non-fiction today) for The G-Man.
I’ll explain the Red Hatter thing sooner than later.
The hand on Jimbo’s shoulder in 2001 belonged to his sometimes-nice-but-more-often-crazy ex.
Luckily, he soon met and married a VERY nice lady, Terri. Kelly was a flower girl at their wedding, 2005.
Here we all were at Lake Buchanan…
Jimbo and Terri are AWESOME!!
Posted with love and gratitude
by Jannie-bo-Bannie
xoxoxoxoxoxo
P.S. Notice Kelly’s foot in the newborn picture!!??? So precious!!
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about 3 yellow cars in 55 words?
That when she took
the photos she was
wearing her $18 hat
and had just shared
a strawberry rose
with the child she
marvels at daily?
That she photoshopped out
the bird poop from photos 1 and 3?
That poop does sometime happen?
But fertilizer is the stuff of growth.
And love is ever at the helm!
G-Man is ever at the helm as our Friday Flash Fiction 55 host.
Write a 55, post it and let G-Man know.
He WILL pop over and comment.
xoxoxooxoxoxxo
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