Gift

Exactly

Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Good stuff!, Life and love, Muse and Flow, Writing Tags: , , , , , , , , 24 Comments

 

 

“There!” Tim pointed.

“The rough without the diamond,” Robert snorted, hands shoved in the pockets of his too tight jeans.

Melissa giggled. 

Tim felt his heart sink. This was exactly what he wanted. How come the others could not see?

“You’d do better in the junkyard,” Robert walked away. “He must’a hated you to leave you that”

Melissa pranced behind him.

“I’m sorry,” Tim whispered to the old car. “Mr. Evans left you here, yes, but he kept your engine in his shed. Wrapped like a present. Safe.”

“I will put you back together,” he promised. “Exactly as he’d asked.”

 

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Photo credit: © Ted Strutz 

The Real Deal

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It wasn’t supposed to end this way, but no one really knows how things end once started. Not really. Not entirely, at least.

And everyone knows nature is unpredictable.

This mishap simply proves it.

And anyway, it cannot be her fault when it was they who did not bother to say what they mean, nor mean what they were saying.

She literally heard them say they wanted a Lava Cake as celebration. “The whole nine yards. The real deal, hot and melting.”

How was she to understand that they did not intend for her to actually deliver it?

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Photo prompt © Ken Arnopole

 

Nourished

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(Red Cardinal in Central Park – Photo: Na’ama Yehuda)

 

There was naught

That she needed

But a path

And some green

And a burbling stream

And wide sky

Overhead.

 

So she felt deeply nourished

By the flowers,

And the gift of bird

Who landed by her feet

To share

Her burden

And bread.

 

 

 

For the dVerse quadrille poetry challenge: stream

 

Present Time

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Photo: Annie Spratt on Unsplash

 

It is time for the presents

It is time for the wraps

It is time for the ribbons

All the holiday traps.

You will ooh and will ahh

You will grin in delight

And I’ll hold my breath hoping

Your smile holds upon sight.

It will be what you wanted

Whether you know it or not

Because no matter the present

It wasn’t one that you bought.

As the evening progresses

And the empty box stares

I will hope you remember

Just how deeply I care.

So I gift you the plenty

That I hold in my heart

And the dream of tomorrow

Where we shan’t be apart.

 

 

 

For the dVerse challenge: gift rhymes