They led her into the corn field
and told her they just wanted to look at it.
She studied the silk and tassel towering above her head,
not knowing that they were the male and female parts
that together formed the cob.
They whispered against her thighs
and a flock of blackbirds darkened the sky.
If you or anyone you know has written a Friday Flash 55, go tell The G-Man.
31 comments:
Yvonne...?
Whether we are being simplistic, or metaphorical, This Rocked!
Excellent 55 My Dear.
Always a quality entry from you girl!
Thanks for rejoining the flock..
Have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
Natural curiosity - great 55.
sounds like something naughty is happening in the corn field...
nice 55.
mine is up!
Yvonne,
I, too, got more out of this than your 55 words initially implied.
~ cat
Uh oh. She should have let them stay curious.
Wow - well done - several layers in this. I think it can be taken several different ways.
Beautiful writing!
playful 55.
you leave readers thinking...
I am left wondering, just what took place in the cornfield...of course, as a forensic nurse, I think only the worst!
Mine is at: http://rnsane.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-journey-flash-55-friday-5-21-10.html
this is meant to be rather dark, Yvonne?
absolutely fantastic 55!
hugs
shakira
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Yes taken several different ways at that. Nice 55 I liked it. I'm up also just follow the link below.
gas thief
Thanks Larry@"This Blog Of Mine"
Wow ~ very impressive 55 ~ I really liked the subtle implications...or maybe not so subtle?
Friday Flash 55 ~ The Girl in the Mirror
Clever ambiguity My Friday 55
Thanks to all of you who have thus far commented, especially you G-Man for being our most gracious host! Rather than reply individually this morning, I'm going to be busy visiting your blogs, but please know I value and adore your comments.
Yvonne, this was beautiful. Lovely poem. Nice mystery also, and a good 55.
Here’s my sick 55
A harrowing 55er, Yvonne. Thanks for your kind comments on my blog. I'll be back for more
Gorgeous imagery, great poem. :)
yes it's a true story I really hated to do what I did but then again he's been getting gas from me for quite some time now. I finally decided the only way to stop this is to step into a lower place than I like to be. So I bought five dollars of gas and then filled the rest of the can with water and placed it back in the truck with the rest of my equipment as I always did. The neighbor figured out that I filled my tanks for my gardening tools every Sunday night. He'd hit me early Monday Or Tuesday morning. I waited up at night just to see if I'd catch this guy and I finally did he thought he was slick doing what he was doing so I had to show him who was smarter than the average bear and it's going to cost him money just to clean out the gasline and the gas tank as you all know gas and water don't mix I really don't think he'll ever do it again if he does he's more of an idiot than I thought.
thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment.Larry This Blog Of Mine
Oh, my. Hanky panky in the cornfield. Racy!
(And my Captcha is "potboil." Too funny!)
yeah I'm thinking lots of ways to go
mine is up with no underlying meaning stuff - lol
Moondustwriter
One of your best writes yet!
sounds like something naughty is happening in the corn field...
nice 55.
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Thanks everyone for commenting on this piece. I'm still making my 55 rounds, slowly but surely!
Morning Yvonne. I'm stopping by to tell you I gave you the Sunshine Award today - http://straightfromhel.blogspot.com/2010/05/let-sun-shine.html
Helen
Such beautiful writing! Congratulations on your award from Helen. What a nice way to start he morning, right?
Helen,
Thank you so much. And, yes, I'm coming over to see you.
Julie,
Hi! Yes, and thanks for joining my blog! Two lovely compliments.
Bloody hell! The brink of innocence in the sinister fields of gendered corn. Crap. I want to go save her. Amazing poem within the constraints of 55. Could have been no more, no less, for further perfection.
I don't know whether to think this is beautiful curiosity or a disturbing incident. Either way it certainly makes you think. In so few words too, that is a great skill.
http://itistimetothinkformyself.blogspot.com/2010/05/jingles-may-follower-award-week-4.html
cool stuff,
enjoy some gifts.
Wine and Words,
Thank you very much. Sinister...yes, as it was meant.
Menina,
Hi. I'm pleased to make your aquaintance and thank you for your observation. I guess it is meant as both beautiful curiosity and a disturbing incident. Thank you.
Jingle,
Thanks!
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