Tempted by the past,
I look out
to see the ghosts arrive.
They pay homage to the leaves
as they tumble from the trees.
But the ghosts are still and silent.
Uncertain, seeking purchase
tangled, perfect moments
pure and rare are on their mind.
Watching as the wind blows sweetly,
my trees bare their secrets.
Write a fictional story, 55 words long - no more, no less.
Go to G-Man's site (hi Galen!) and let him know.
Then check out the others.
'Scuse me, my wings need a little Feather-Brite...
Oh this is just beautiful. Love it.jeNN
ReplyDeleteI love your 55's - they are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHi Rachel...
ReplyDeleteAnd what a beautiful seasonal 55!
It sure is that time of year isn't it.
Your wings are sleek and shiney, and your secrets are fading like the Summer.
Hang in there!!
Thank You so much for visiting and playing, and unretireing...:P
Have a Kick-Ass Week-End...G
Your writing is so lovely. I can feel the excitement of fall in the air. Very good 55!
ReplyDeleteExcellent writing. I enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteYou can find my Flash 55 for this week HERE.
I'm getting hooked on your beautiful writing. You captured the mystery of this time of year, and this time in our lives.
ReplyDeleteVery very nicely done!!!
ReplyDeleteMy 55 is posted here [as always, scroll down below my Friday's show n tell.] And, have a great weekend!!
Hated reading your beautiful 55.I don't want summer to end.
ReplyDeleteMy 55 is posted
HERE.
Your heart speaks in poetry. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYou make me want to travel north so I can experience these changes up close and personal.
ReplyDeleteYou've done a beautiful job with this, PG!
The beauty of this piece really grabbed me.
ReplyDeleteI can feel the autumn air.
ReplyDeletewell done.
smiles,
Very nice indeed.....
ReplyDeleteThanks, guys. I love it that I get so many new faces on Fridays with a 55. Nice to meet you, newcomers, and great to see you long time friends.
ReplyDeleteGreat as ever!
ReplyDeleteYou know I'm not a great fan of this kind of writing, but I make an exception with you. That must mean I really like you! :)
Great words. It's that time of year.
ReplyDeleteHow ethereal.
ReplyDeletenice, from the heart.
ReplyDeleteyou are appreciated..
im 55ing today.
http://spankieg.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-flash-fifty-five-elevator-down.html
be blessed
Brother Frankie
what a great 55, i love the fall season, can't wait to smell the snap in the air and the trees start their changing!! mine is up too
ReplyDeleteGorgeous poem!
ReplyDeleteAnd, I thought that you must be Mrs. Icarus!
Excellent writing. I enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteBusted by Mama Zen, lol.
ReplyDelete*fills the pink VW of my dreams with Feather-Brite and drops it off at PG's house*