d’Verse Prosery: When it comes to Katherine Riegel- Beyond Balance

Here’s how to take part in the Prosery Prompt:

  • Write a piece of flash fiction or other prose up of up to or exactly 144 words,
  • Including the given line from the poem.
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This evening I would like you to write a Prose piece which includes the line:

“I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.” from the poem, “What I would like to grow in my Garden.”

“Total all-encompassing darkness even though the midday sun burns my face!”

Brian paused as he processed those opposing disorienting sensations.
But as he crossed his legs and sat, he could smell the rich microbial communities in his newly tilled garden soil and felt balance return.

The wartime sacrifice of his sight wasn’t going to rob him of living fully. At that moment, he realized perhaps more fully than he’d ever known.

His father had dug a donut-shape and seated Brian on sod in the center with a trowel and 2 pre-selected seed packages.

Brian wanted sturdy sunflowers so their growth could be witnessed by his flesh as cool shadows, yet his fingertips would not bend them.

His other request was for aroma.

His Dad shed silent tears when Brian proclaimed, “I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.” 


Random Word Story 7~ Never Alone

Random words generated by creativegames.net.

revenge…stretcher…definition…dragon…bus station

Here’s my story:

I was in the overcrowded bus station. It was there, that I realized, being in a crowd of strangers was the true definition of loneliness. No one really cares…no one wants to understand…life was a highway and everyone was traveling along, way above, the speed limit. Even while standing still, the energy was overwhelming. Moses appeared beside me. I was happy to see him but said nothing. He wasn’t a talker.

I’d known Moses since I could remember. He had a special way of showing up when I needed him. He was wearing his kimono with the fluorescent green dragon on the back. He just bowed and the crowd separated. Ha! The parting of the Red Sea. I was following my Moses to the promised land.

My cane and I inched forward until I felt the cool surface of an empty counter. I’d had an onion bagel for breakfast and enacted my revenge on the unconcerned clerk with my breath. I accentuated every “H” in my sentence.

“Hey there! Have you time to help my friend and me? Heaven knows he’s a needy fellow.”

“What the hell ails you mister? Your breath reeks and I see only a crazy old man…YOU!”

Ah…the sighted never truly see. Moses took me by the arm and led me away from the bad energy emitted by the ignorant clerk. I could feel him, but now, he seemed to become part of the crowd. The last remnant of him was the green dragon. There was a bright light consuming my companion. I had not seen such light since the flash of the fire that had taken my sight away as a child. There was an explosion then, but now, a warmth wrapped me tight and I was floating. My cane fell away from me as I beheld the most beautiful green valley…

The sirens overpowered the crowd which became momentarily silent as the stretcher passed carrying an anonymous blind man’s body to the city morgue.

The loud-speaker barked:

” Bus 2012, leaving in two minutes people… move it along!”