Briefly…

I am not going to even try to tell you otherwise – this one literally fell right out of my head, at almost 100 words exactly. If it’s good, it’s not because of any fine-tune crafting on my part. If it isn’t good, I apologize, but I saw in it a strange kind of beauty. One that I desired to share with you.

Here is this week’s 100 Word Song.

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She’d seen both mamusia and babcia stumble off, never to return. Tatuś and brat, she’d never seen again after the station.

She was now alone, confused as to why Yahweh would do this to her. How was survival worth anything, when stuck in this hell?

But then they came. They came, and the guards scurried like the cockroaches that they were. They came, and blew down the gates of hell with their big, beautiful machines.

As she accepted timidly the first food she’d had in months, she saw a bird, soaring carefree overhead. Yes, it alone knew how she felt.

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My apologies if I misspelled and/or used any of the Polish titles incorrectly.

This week’s song was chosen by one of my dear “Drag Mothers” (of the blog variety) k~, with “Feeling Good” by Nina Simone

Briefly…

I am always stunned when a given song used in this challenge, one that wouldn’t normally be to my liking, hits me like an inspirational brick to the noggin.

Hmm, I wonder if there’s a market out there for inspirational bricks…

Anywho, here’s this weeks 100 Word Song.

Please tell me what I did right… and what I did wrong!

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Had they lived in the 19th century, they would’ve been called pen pals.  Had they lived in the 19th century, they might’ve felt much more comfortable in their world.

Instead of pens however, they used keyboards. Instead of waiting anxiously for weeks, as letters – each sealed with a kiss – crossed over oceans wide; they waited equally so, as messages were delivered within minutes.

Daily she’d send him her countenance. Daily he’d try to swallow his shyness, and do likewise. Staring at her thumbnail perpetually, he’d long for the day that they would meet face-to-face, her smile radiant, finally before him.

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OK, I’m thinking it’s high time I grabbed a bunch of these 100 word nuggets, and fleshed therm out into actual story-like things. Do you agree, and if so, which would you choose?

This week’s song was chosen by Deb (please read her riveting “Vivid Black” series!): “Heavenly Day” by Patty Griffin