Two Sentence Tuesday #48

            Tidal waves of boredom slapped Geoff from one side of the room to the other, as he waited by that infuriating telephone, chanting for it to wake the hell up. When the silence was broken and Tara’s name finally flickered across the display, Geoff could have danced, or sang, or ran a marathon, or climbed a mountain, or done any other Herculean feat the world might toss his way… except actually pick up the phone. 

Two Sentence Tuesday #42

            Kevin deliriously wrote Alicia a Hail Mary of a love letter, penning every awkward confession he had been too afraid to say aloud. As he read through his completed missive, shameful stabs of cowardice had pierced Kevin’s heart and he hastily crumpled the note into a ball before tossing it into the trash. 

30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day Twenty Nine

Day Twenty Nine - Write a prose poem. Not sure what a prose poem is? Visit: http://bit.ly/4B4diE

Bathed in Shadow

I was always afraid of the dark. I would constantly
Croak with dread as the lights inexplicably went out,
(Thank you, Chad) because that’s when the monsters
Were free to consume me; monsters that forever
Lingered out of the corners of my darting eyes, and
Within the shadows of my frenzied imagination. Then
One day came and the dark was no longer the icy shroud
Of terror that had once suffocated me with dread. I
Accepted the inevitable darkness; I welcomed it, in fact,
Because it brought still peace and an opportunity to
Understand myself. The monsters may still be waiting
For their moment of fury, but I now know that they’re
Far more afraid of me than I am of them. After all…
I’m Batman. (Okay… I made that last bit up.)