Tag Archives: Sunday Photo Fiction

Of the People – Haibun – February 28, 2016

They’d met to protest and the Government actually thought there’d have been more people than actually showed up.  Their concern was about the drought which had lowered the levels of sweet water all throughout the land.  People had been grumbling about the … Continue reading


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Snow Dreams – Short Fiction – January 18, 2016

There’s something mystical in the first snow fall of the year. A special quality of silence, Janice thought,  one could almost hear the snowflakes fall. She’d arrived early and was waiting for the night shift to get off.  Listening to classical music, she began to day-dream. She … Continue reading

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The Farm – Short Fiction – January 12, 2016

The crows cawed somewhere overhead.  The two tourists looked at each other, neither feeling quite at ease.  They’d come upon an old farm abandoned for many years. Rīs Grainger’s wife had had a thing with a passing tinker, he’d caught them abed, beat the tinker to a … Continue reading

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Clang, Clang, Clang – Sunday Photo Fiction – January 3, 2015

The old video came over the computer with the verve and happiness of another age.  Mildred, now in her eighties smiled and began to sing along with the old tune.  Her grand-kids watched her and the inverted crystal cone near … Continue reading

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The Benches – June 3, 2015

Walking down the pier that bright summer morning, I saw not a soul – nor a bird just rows and rows of benches.  That cool bright dawn … looking out to sea I felt an invitation – come and sail with me and in the … Continue reading

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