Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: The Sun’s Ascent


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Words deserted her as fire shot across the sky. She welcomed sunrise casting brilliant light into the dawn, while purple-tinged clouds of white still held wisps of night’s inky black guise.

Beautiful sunrises were evocative for her and could easily bring forth a memory. They had the power to make her eyes hunger and delight, to forget her words. A sunrise’s influence kept her caught in a distinct moment of enjoyment, while at the same time, lost in thought.

The rising sun also inspired prayers of thankfulness. It was a raw moment in nature, primordial to her being. No matter what she was experiencing in life, the sunrise momentarily healed her. Sunlight glazing across the dawn sky mended her body, alleviated her suffering. 

Above all she thought, the hope a sunrise brought was vital. Each day it rose, she was graced with another day to do better and be better. To her, this sense of hope was most profound. It was why she cried, tasting the salt of her tears, as the sun finished it’s ascent.


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Poem: Quatrain -‘ Heart Aches Of the Girl,’


A Quatrain is a poem consisting of four lines of verse with a specific rhyming scheme.

A few examples of a quatrain rhyming scheme are as follows:

#1) abab

#2) abba — envelope rhyme

#3) aabb

#4) aaba, bbcb, ccdc, dddd — chain rhyme

Please see Shadow Poetry for more information.
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I see the connection that bursts,

As blossoms in springtime all,

Ensconced in the sunlight – it hurts,

Knowing she’d find you, take — enthrall.

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Realizing time forward thirsts,

For you and her, to have all your firsts.

The future arrives, pain recalled.

One day, becomes a hundred worst.

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Doubtful you would comprehend,

A girl’s heart never can be mended,

A woman knows, move on and fly,

But her souring heart is pretend.

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You can never hold time back, I tried.

Heartache is for life, no disguise.

You can’t perceive, breathe — realize,

Her with you, transparent I cry. 

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