The following silly poem was written in response to Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. Plant a man Watch him grow Does he grow fast or does he grow slow A vegetarian … I’d say so Look at his face, he looks like a grump I would too with those bumps Horns on his head holding upContinueContinue reading “Men in Pots – #FFFC”
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The Girl In The Window
The following poem was written in response to #FFFC#57. Looking out into the dark night Wanting to escape, knowing it was right Longing to see her family Perhaps she should cause a calamity If she left she’d be tracked If found she’d be attacked Brought here many years ago For reasons many didn’t want toContinueContinue reading “The Girl In The Window”
Windows
Gazing out window Watching life passing them by Wondering outcome ================= Dolls in a window For all passers-by to see Little girls behold ================ Window to our lives So much passes before us Not missing anything ================ Wanting to escape Too far to jump to be free Someone will see us ============== © Susan ZutautasContinueContinue reading “Windows”
Flying With The Goose
This post was written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #16. Flying higher and higher into the clouds we’d go Feeling as free as a bird, a goose, not a crow We’d meet at midnight on the rooftop I’d climb on her back and we wouldn’t stop All night long we’d swoop, climb and soarContinueContinue reading “Flying With The Goose”
Friday Follies Season 3 Episode 5
This picture is for Friday Follies Season 3 Episode 5. I remember when my 3 boys were young I made a sign for the bathroom wall behind the toilet. This is what it said. If you sprinkle while you tinkle Be a sweetie and wipe the seatie If it ends up on the floorContinueContinue reading “Friday Follies Season 3 Episode 5”
The Funeral Reception Room
A flash fiction short story describing a cold, gloomy reception room.
Where Have the Words Gone
A poem about a lost muse.
Ghost in the Night
Creeping silently down the hall Slithering across each and every wall Looking for my victim of the night Needing to get him in my sight Sent here by the devil himself To fail at this, I’ll be expelled Lurching outside his chamber door Restlessly waiting evermore For the perfect time to strike Just to scareContinueContinue reading “Ghost in the Night”
Why Did You Go – Flash Fiction
Billy looked up into the sky. Tell me ma why did you die? Dad and I miss you so. Why did you have to go? I’m only ten years old. I’ll get over it I’m told. It will hurt less and less each day. That is what the old folks say. I dream aboutContinueContinue reading “Why Did You Go – Flash Fiction”
Susan's Place 