Flash Fiction 55 Special April Edition #2

Since April is still poetry month as long as there are poets to celebrate it, here is the second special April edition of the 55 for all who are still valiantly writing daily, or for those who just wish to practice the form. Grab your pen, your paper, your keyboard, your crayons or whatever suits your fancy, and write 55 words, no more, no less, of poetry, prose-poetry or flash fiction, and post the link to your results in the comments below.

The prompt will be live from Friday midnight to Sunday at 4 PM.

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Here is my 55:

Masque

"..and Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.”
― Edgar Allen Poe

You, two

beats behind the living morning.

I, the rusted

 cutthroat knife flower.

You, in

 the scorpion cave torn, and

I,

anchoress in the black bower.

We dance

a chanted nightmare leaking fire

masked with

green locusts buzzing desire.

Outside, we

think the red death passes blind

these chambers

where our bones will rest entwined.

April 2020







with a nod to Imaginary Gardens with Real ToadsFriday April 10 Play it Again: Odilon Redon

Image: Photo, author unknown   via internet   Fair Use

The Masque of The Red Death, © Odilon Redon, 1883  Public Domain

Curds

Curds

When you strain milky truth

through the cheesecloth of fear,

 the whole churn clogs with

the curds of your distempered freakout.

Candor claws the clowns; she

drags the rags off the social mediums

selling  their crystal-bald confusion,

but the cowardly ant-lions

continue

fooling on the Hill.

lying their meat-eater's way

through the last Missed America.

~December 2013

55 Fiddles While Rome Burns for        the g-man

Process Notes: The current U.S. Congress, the 113th , which has the lowest approval rating since such things have been measured ( < 9%) is also set to go down in history as the LEAST productive ever in our 200-some year history. Way to go, guys! On the other hand, maybe the less they do, the safer we are....

Image: Capitol, by Paolo ordeveza, on flick'r
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I have manipulated this picture. See original here

Political Doggerel

Political Doggerel

Four politicians sitting on a fence;

one showed his Weinie--away he went.

Three politicians going out for lunch;

one had surgery so he can't eat much.

Two politicians knocking on the door;

one promised change then dropped it on the floor.

One politician waiting all her life

to be something besides that Somebody's wife.

~August 2013

55 lost votes for     the g-man

Process Notes: Hey, I can't always have weird dreams just because it's Friday 55.

To those fortunate enough to live outside the US, please forgive the tedium of American political obsession here. I am referring to a recent scandal and to some past and present contenders in the quadrennial White House gladiatorial combat. You probably don't want to know.

Images sourced from Texts from Hillary