“I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones” — Albert Einstein

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Flash 55!

I'm  happy to join  this month's Flash 55 now sponsored by The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.


Woman walks down the road
with a scissors in her hand,
kicking a stone with a scissors in her hand.
Bleached skull in the ditch
stones ricochet and skip.
Eye on the road, eye cast to the ditch,
cresting the hill, she chases a stone.
Hips swing and sway
with the scissors in her hand.


Sanaa Rizvi said...

Crisp and to the point. Wonderful 55 :D

Kerry O'Connor said...

My mother always told me not to walk with scissors in my hand (or run, at least) so this description has a cutting edge to it, a sense of danger beyond the obvious.

Magaly Guerrero said...

A lot of suspense... and questions. I keep on wondering about the skull... then I see the stone... and remember the scissors.

brudberg said...

I would love the world be such that there's no need for scissors in your hand.

Anonymous said...

Sinister feel ...what happened? what's going to happen? Feels like a nightmare.

kaykuala said...

Scissors in the hand can be helpful but on the move. Interesting take Yvonne!


Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I like the mystery.

hedgewitch said...

I am reminded of Atropos, and the Norns--who use their scissors so ruthlessly. Yet perhaps we all carry our own.

Gillena Cox said...

There is a spine chilling edge to this: aka, shades of Alfred Hitchcock.Wow!

Thanks for dropping in to read mine Yvonne

Much love...

Anthony Duce said...

Wonderful imagery. Will save for next walk on an old deserted country road☺

Outlawyer said...

This has a very ominous and intriguing tone--one wonders what she has done and what she will do! Or she could be just a good editor! Really fun, Yvonne. Hope all well. k.

Helen said...

I love the sing-song rhythm ....

Other Mary said...

This is very enigmatic. It makes me think of both running with scissors and the paper, scissors, rock game. Nice to see your writing, Yvonne. xx

Yvonne Osborne said...

Thank you so much!

Thanks. And a special thanks for running the show!

Thanks.G-Man always said our 55's, by necessity, would leave things unanswered, like a short story which is a half circle.

Yes, no need for a weapon.

I rather like that....feel like a nightmare. It certainly wasn't meant to be light-hearted. Thanks!

Thank you so much!

I do too. I'm still not sure what she is up to. Thanks.


Ah, yes. Ruthless. I like your take, perhaps we must each carry our own.

Thank you. That's a stellar compliment! And nice to meet you and your blog!

Lots of deserted country roads around here. Some I really wouldn't care to walk down.

Your comment made me laugh out loud. A really good editor indeed, on the prowl for hapless writers such as me!

Thanks! Another familiar face I'm happy to see.

Thanks. I didn't think of that game but now can't get it out of my head!

Jim said...

Am thinking she was looking for something with beauty, something pleasant. How about a bunch of my daffodils? Get ahead of my rabbits.
I was reminded of Edward Scissorhand. Perhaps they'll meet on that road.
Nice 55, I smiled. Was that okay?

Yvonne Osborne said...

Hi Jim!
Yes, smiles are nice. Perhaps she is out looking for cut flowers. I use a scissors for that all the time. Thanks!

Liza said...

Just a great example of how pairing down words makes images more powerful. Well done, Yvonne!