Thursday, December 10, 2009

Lost


After only a few minutes
all the trees began to
look very much alike.
He knew he must be lost.
The minutes turned to hours.
Light to dark.
His thoughts turned to loved ones.
How would they find him?
Fetal?
Skeletal?
Suddenly, a voice called to him –

“Hey, buddy, pick a Christmas tree. We’re closing.”

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This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55.

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The challenge is on.


It is also G-Man's birthday.

Happy Birthday, Galen.




Or come back on Sunday to try my Sunday 160.
If you can fill a text message, you can do this.


27 comments:

anthonynorth said...

Ah, the adventures we have around Christmas. Excellent.

Hootin' Anni said...

Super....gotta love this one.

My 55 is all the "F WORDS" this week. Here it is...don't be alarmed tho...trust me

Brian Miller said...

ha. that was amazing. i went to the tre farm with my dad as kid, and there were a few times i had to holler out. of course there are a few times trying to pick ia tree i wanted to holler too. great 55.

mine is up!

Elisabeth said...

That one gave me such a shock. It's terrific.

the walking man said...

Now that one is funny as hell!

Deb said...

Haha, I loved this! :) Been disabled from blogging normally, so I am back to bother you! bwahahahaha! Hope you're doing great! :)

Roxy said...

Oh how funny! Reminds me of the times I spent hours at the tree farm with the kids... whew! Great 55!

Prayer Girl said...

This 55 was a blast. Loved it. It reminds me of how easy it is to make a mountain out of a molehill or in this case, a tree farm into a gigantic forest.

PG

Nessa said...

Oh, my, what a wonderfully funny 55. Tree searching is very serious business.

Flash Dancing

enchantedoak said...

You are so sly, Monkey Man!!! Totally suckered me. Come enjoy my cookies on my blog today.

Tracey said...

Great 55! I've been using a fake tree for some of the reasons listed in your 55.

Alice Audrey said...

LOL. Or should I say ho ho ho!

G-Man said...

Thats why I have a fake tree...
Excellent 55 though MM..
Thanks for the non depressing ending!
Thanks for playing today, and thanks for the well wishes...YOU Rock Brother....G

Cameron said...

I almost got really sad reading your poem, then BAM, you made a funny. that is just what the dr. ordered on a friday :)
TGIF Monkey Dude!
Cameron
www.conquerthemonkey.com

Dr.John said...

Now that's the kind of ending I love. Great 55

Fandango said...

You humans get lost so easy. Great 55

Janna said...

This is how I feel every time I visit the mall.
Without the trees, of course. :)

otin said...

Very creative! I did not see it coming!

Dianne said...

Ha! didn't see that coming. You sneak.

This is the laughter that heals, sustains and energizes keep it coming!

I don't know if I can sweat out another Sunday 160, I recounted so many times, in the car, on the toilet, in the dark, in front of my kids.
Exhausted, but perhaps worth the exercise to my aging grey matter.....

lakeviewer said...

Hours can pass without anyone finding The Tree. I hate the experience; and I love it too.

big Jenn said...

Funny 55. You are a wit!I appreciate your sense of humor, it's rather twisted. ;) jeNN

Marla said...

Ok, this is AWESOME, Monkey!

Monkey Man said...

All - I, too, have a fake tree but real memories.

Dianne - Put the document into Word. Go to Tools and under Word Count it will tell you the number of characters WITH spaces. - let the machine count....I do.

Tall Kay said...

I am finally getting caught up here...better late than never! Totally enjoyed the happy ending! I read about a couple who went missing looking for a tree on their own. It had a happy ending too! Have a great weekend!

Silver said...

Now, that's what i call professional writers working overtime!

;)
~Silver

Felicitas said...

LOL! That's hilarious! And exactly the sort of thing that would happen to me!

Unknown Mami said...

Damn you, I was really starting to worry.