Friday, December 4, 2009


The dark gray clouds
rolled ominously
over the forested hills,
completely enveloping them
in gloom.
The small sliver
of blue sky
that remained
hid and shivered in the cold.
Frost struck windows
and roofs
with its expanding
white crystals.
The last of fall’s leaves
curled tight
to keep themselves warm.
Winter arrived with a sneer.

This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55.
If you want to know what the hell that means visit g-man.
The challenge is on.

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

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Challenge is Good

The gauntlet was thrown down
and the antagonists stood by
ready for a battle.
The challenge was on
to see who could write
the most creative comment on the page.


This is a Sunday 160.
Take the 160 Challenge if you dare.

But better yet, Challenge yourself to post the best comment. There may even be a prize!