Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Poem – Quadrille – “The Shire”  #amwriting #flashfiction #poetry 


Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting FFftAW. 

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Credit: J.S. Brand

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 Up to The Shire, 

Rounded doors. 

Tall ones warned, 

Lintel’s short. 

Beams are low, 

Pantry’s full; 

Bread, jam, wine. 

Safe from intruders. 

Into our Shire home, 

Scrolled furniture, 

Comfortable repose. 

Sweetest resting place;

Don’t force us, 

Come out. 

Adventure’s dangerous; 

But my blood, 

Pulsed madly, 

So I went. 

From The Shire, 

Then life, 

I lived well. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

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Sunday Photo Fiction: Poem – Quadrille – “Condemned” #amwriting #poetry #flashfiction 


Thanks to Alistair Forbes for holding last week’s SPF. 

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Credit: Mike Vore

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Tenement halls, 

Here they —

Breathed; died. 

Rasping voices, 

Calling  ‘Mom.’ 

Struggling, 

One last breath, 

Wheezing, 

Spirits released. 

Polio, Scarlet feaver, 

Consumption, measles, 

Tuberculosis. 

No matter, 

The disease, 

Many breathed, 

Their last. 

Forgotten, lost, 

Sound of silence. 

Condemned to ruins, 
Now the ruins are —

Condemned, 

Tenements called, 

A prison, 

Too late. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

Sunday Writing Prompt: Poem – Quadrille – “Ambrosia for Fools” #amwriting #poetry 


Thanks to Scribblersdip of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting last Sunday’s writing prompt! 

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Credit: ScribblesDip – MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie

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Are lies beautiful?  

White-lies that trill? 

Masking darkness, 

Tumbling fights. 

I know not your demons, 

Only mine. 

Lies, beautiful? 

Is the truth blind? 

People desire lies, 

Crave —

Drops of poison. 

Evil makes life, 

Sickly ripe. 

Are people capable, 

Of goodness, faith? 

He chuckled, 

Souless eyes void. 

Offering opium, 

Ambrosia for fools. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Deserved.