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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Stuck In A Moment


Thanks to Roger Shipp for hosting FFftPP.


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Diana was listening to U2 when she spotted the statue. He was carved out of black marble,  his athletic form highly emphasized.

“Stuck In a Moment” played on her phone and she chuckled to herself thinking this statue was indeed “stuck in a moment” and he would never be able to “get out of it.”

Circling him, Diana examined the statues form from all angles. She touched him, loving how smooth his marble skin felt. She was surprised when her touch sparked a light.

The light traveled through the veins and muscles of the statue from his feet up to his neck, flickering into the features of his face. Suddenly, what stood before Diana was an attractive man.

He grinned at Diana, unaware of his own nakedness. Smiling he clasped Diana’s hand before kissing her soundly. Then, he walked off into the crowded street, drawing unheard of female attention.

Diana continued her own way back to work unsure if what she experienced was real. She couldn’t help but think, the man who had been a statue, gave her the best kiss she’d had in forever.


“Stuck In A Moment” – U2


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 Poem: Cascading Etherees- “A Lovers Portrait Of Her Tinatangi.” #wordhighjuly #introtopoetry


The poetry 101 prompt is faces with alliteration. 

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You were sleeping so soundly, tinatangi

Sun through window, I stifled a grin when, 

Turned towards me tangled in your, 

Dreams, whispering words; couldn’t —

Understand what you said, 

But I studied your face,

Relaxed, peaceful, 

Why are you, 

Always, 

Grim.

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Mask, 

Yourself, 

Expression, 

Sober reflection, 

Until I made you smile, 

Until You cornered me, 

Stealing a kiss and, 

I stole a few more and you, 

Never resisted until you, 

Pulled back, gasping, feeling was —

Mutual; then you turned emotionless.

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But the hallway kisses sparked repeats and, 

Clothes half-off, avoiding all others, 

Enough of closets, empty rooms, 

So now, I’m in your bed and, 

Passions had its day.

Do you soundly sleep?

Replete, happy?

Or are you, 

Hiding, 

Us.

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I’ve

Watched your, 

Face alter, 

Become gentle, soft, 

I’ve seen your eyes gleem, 

Small wrinkles, laugh lines in–

Corners of eyes and your smile, 

Sends me spinning, lips plush and full.

Your nose rubs against mine in a kind of, 

Kiss, they kiss in other lands; here we’ve our mouths.

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Wonderously blessed, to oversee your sleep,

You lay vulnerable to the world but, 

From me never hide; I’ll keep you, 

Safe from prying eyes but mine, 

Allow me adventure, 

Cheekbones high, stubbled,

Jaw; dip in chin.

Scent of fresh, 

Showered, 

Skin.

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I

Know your, 

Hard gazes, 

And brown eyes soft, 

For me to love you best.

After, you rest tranquil.

Breath, so comforting; lulling me, 

Into another nap; exploring paused, 

Then, hands sifting your dark silky hair, mussed.

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Smoothing thumb, curved brows; trace eyelashes, 

Long and sinfully dark; then over mouth.

Lush, inviting; I imprint my own, 

Over collarbone, hollow–

Of your throat, back up to,

Plush lips; you wake and, 

Caress my cheek.

Laughing of

My love, 

Trace.

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