FSF Challenge - Pages

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This week's writing challenge from Five Sentence Fiction ( Lillie McFerrin Writes ) is based upon the prompt: Pages

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie posts one word for inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

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This prompt really set me off... in a good way, of course. So we're having a 3-for-1 sale! The first is a poem inspired by another FSF entry.

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Love and a Good Book

Note: I wrote this after reading Madeline's entry for this week's FSF challenge. The poem is about reading a book. Honest. Well, anyway, that's the story I'm sticking to...  Read Madeline's first to understand where I came up with this.


I inhale the bouquet, a perfume like no other.

My fingers touch lightly,
Caressing in anticipation.

Opening before me for the first time,
All is offered to my eyes.

My imagination runs wild
With the promise of the next moment,
The next hour,
Until it is finally over.

Yet even when our story is done,
And there are no more pages to turn,
You will be mine forever.


                                         K. R. Smith

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Homework

This is for all the computer geeks. I had a crash at work and, wouldn't you know, the words "page fault" flashed up on the screen. Then I saw this prompt. Put the two together and this is what you get.

   "Mom? I need help with my book report."
    "What's the matter, honey?"
    "I was printing it out from the computer and I got this message saying there was a page fault. I've read my report over maybe a hundred times and I still can't find it."

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The Missing Words

    She thumbed through a diary, one written long ago, and the memories surged from inside her heart. It told of her first love, her true love, a man she knew while growing from a girl into a woman. It told of the places they went, the times they shared, and she could feel those same emotions again from the faded words. Then she came to the page that was missing, a page torn out in anger and burned. The words that had tortured her had long been destroyed, yet the pain was as fresh as the wind that swirled around the bridge on which she stood.  

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Image source http://lilliemcferrin.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/book-pages-med11-1024x768.jpg via Lillie McFerrin's FSF 

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