Monthly Archives: March 2015

“I Can’t Think….”

Posted on March 27, 2015 by vb guenther

I can’t think about the sixteen teenagers who are but a half-generation younger than I. I can’t think about the pretty young woman I’d like to ask to tea. I can’t think about the Siegfried singers I heard perform so … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction, Short Story | Tagged , , , , , , | 16 Comments

“The Beauty of a Big-Boned Woman”

Posted on March 25, 2015 by vb guenther

She is called Mary Elizabeth a name that conjures dainty little ladies with white socks and black patent leather shoes. My Mary Elizabeth is tall a big-boned woman. She has a head shaped like the globe of the world and … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction, Short Story | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 12 Comments

“The Master Craftsman and the Altar of Peace”

Posted on March 12, 2015 by vb guenther

The wood speaks in esoteric tongue Naked knots, swooshing swirls from seed sprung. He lays his hand upon the altar grand Offers prayers of peace for prescient young. (Gwawdodyn posted on dVerse Open Link Night, March 12, 2015.)

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction, Short Story | Tagged , , , , , , | 18 Comments

“Where Are the Lions and Tigers?”

Posted on March 5, 2015 by vb guenther

The ravens ride in chariots Atop a whirling, prescient breeze. Rabbits, mice, their compatriots Fear vicious maelstrom but they freeze. Bloodthirsty wolves with teeth of steel Slash heartlessly amid the storm. Headless corpses no longer feel The pain as devil creatures swarm. Snow falls on fertile pasture … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction, Short Story | Tagged , , , , | 21 Comments