by Naomi L. | March 27, 2015 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
“Check it out! I got one!”
“Lemme see, lemme see!”
“Careful! Don’t let it get away. You got the jar?”
“Right here.”
“Great. Here goes… Quick, shut the lid!”
“Wow, it’s glowing!”
“Look! Here’s another one!”
“And another one! I wanna try!”
“Steady… You got it! Put it in the jar with the others.”
“There’s so many!”
“I told ya, Ginny! Tons of ’em come out in summer!”
“But why? What are they, Tommy?”
“Oh, they’re, um… They’re stars.”
“Stars?”
“Yeah! Every summer, stars fall out of the sky and fly around the fields.”
“But why do they come here?”
“Because they’re, um… they’re looking for love. And there’s lots of it here.”
“There is?”
“Sure! I’ll show you. Close your eyes, Ginny.”
“Tommy! Did you just… kiss me?”
“…Yeah.”
“Does that mean…?”
“Maybe. What do you think?”
“I think… you should close your eyes too.”
“Ginny! So you…?”
“Yes, I do, Tommy.”
“Then I guess they got it right.”
“Me too. I think the stars picked the best place in the world to look for summer love.”
by Naomi L. | March 20, 2015 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
See me smile at you
Gaze deeply into my eyes
Show me your passion
Hear me breathe a sigh
Listen to my racing heart
Whisper in my ear
Smell my sweet perfume
Bury your face in my neck
Breathe in every scent
Taste my trembling lips
Feel my breath mingle with yours
Say you love me too
Touch me all over
Hold me in your arms tonight
Take me to Heaven
by Naomi L. | March 13, 2015 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
I do so love the winter cold,
With weather brisk and sweet.
But when I freeze too long,
I start to miss the summer heat.
For when the warmest months arrive
And bring the scorching sun,
It’s time to set your work aside
And start the summer fun.
The beaches fill with people
Seeking peace along the shore.
With white sands and clear blue waters,
They could hardly ask for more.
The laughs of many children
Can be heard throughout the day.
Vacation time has started
And they’re finally free to play.
The scent of fresh cut grass
Will begin to fill the air,
While a hundred ice cream flavors
Will be tasted everywhere.
I do so love the summer heat,
With weather bright and bold.
But when I burn too long…
I start to miss the winter cold.
by Naomi L. | March 6, 2015 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
(What If? Exercise: Read the description here.)
He had never believed one bite could be his doom.
He had always thought he could never be caught.
But he hadn’t counted on such alluring bait.
Just one little bite set it off.
He thrashed with all his might.
The pulling was too strong.
A painful tug followed.
His mouth hurt.
Too late.
Hooked.
This piece is based on What If? Exercise 93: “Ten to One”. The exercise is to write a 55-word story in which the first sentence has ten words, the second has nine, etc., until the last sentence has only one word. The objective is to show that precision and thrift in writing can produce surprisingly powerful results. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
Back to the story
by Naomi L. | February 27, 2015 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
Kiss these tender lips
Tremble as the heart flutters
Ardently in love
Fire burns within
Rage erupts in violence
Feel the seething hate
Unending cycle
First a blessing, then a curse
Passion knows no bounds
by Naomi L. | February 20, 2015 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
A good man is noble
In every which way.
He’s kind and he’s generous
Day after day.
A good man is smart,
And he truly is wise.
You can tell what he knows
By the light in his eyes.
A good man is joyful.
He laughs frequently.
Yet he also works hard
For his dear family.
Well, I know a man
Who is all of these things.
A great man who, in my eyes,
Could stand among kings.
For a great man is rare
Among plain good and bad.
And the greatest I know
Is the man I call Dad.
Happy Birthday to my amazing dad! Thank you for being such a great influence in my life! I love you!
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