Thursday, 19 July 2012

the road





he waits beside car, turquoise sky, in stone-cobbled streets.

drumming hands to Havana song, he wonders if his knocks will be answered.

sun strikes ground in orange haze, crinkling crooner’s voice.          

it's been over 10 years since he left the country, still wrapped in time capsule.  


suddenly rushing footsteps, door opens, 

music welcoming, embracing him.     

   

Posted for Flash Fiction Friday - tell a story in 55 words.   For the G-man.   We enjoyed an office lunch treat yesterday in the open patio, and listened to a 3-man band from Cuba, singing Spanish songs.

Marian and I collaborated on a piece for Real Toads - 1st year Anniversary Celebration.   This is the first stanza of the road:

    Straining to hear
Broken eggshell pieces on white plate of the day,
    drops of leftover rain
scattered leaves on brown feet of the road--
    bouncing from leaf to leaf
where does one find the path on these highways?
    in surround sound--

Please read the entire poem here.  Thanks for the visit.

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35 comments:

  1. author.nara.malone19 July 2012 at 20:30

    Like you dropped me right into a postcard. Beautiful.

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  2. Daydreamertoo19 July 2012 at 20:39

    I am soooo glad everything was as he was wishing for it to be. Love a happy ending :)

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  3. G-Man19 July 2012 at 20:41

    Am I in Havana?
    Grace, you are such a gift to our little writing circle of friends.
    Marvelous composition My Friend.
    Loved your 55.
    Thanks for playing so thoughtfully
    And have a Kick Ass Week-End

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    1. Scarlet19 July 2012 at 21:14

      Yes, G-man ~ Have a kick ass weekend too ~

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  4. Brian Miller19 July 2012 at 20:47

    nice prodigal story...i am glad he found it welcoming when he returned home...know its got to feel good coming back...smiles.

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    1. Scarlet19 July 2012 at 21:15

      Yes, it's good to come home to welcoming arms ~ Thanks for the visit Brian ~

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  5. Teresa19 July 2012 at 23:04

    What a wonderful story. I love the happy ending!

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  6. Janna19 July 2012 at 23:06

    I like how the colors (turquoise, orange) make an extra vivid mental picture.
    Nice!

    Thanks for another Friday 55!
    Mine's here. :)

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  7. mamtc19 July 2012 at 23:34

    Again wonderful poem , a very good from you Heaven. Eggshells on white plate - wonderful metaphor, tell me about it.

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  8. Margaret20 July 2012 at 00:40

    The colors, the warm welcome... Just lovely. I will swing by at IGWRT's tomorrow. Can't wait to read the collaboration.

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  9. Unknown20 July 2012 at 04:06

    The 55 could have gone both ways but thank you for being it in so beautifully. I love your 55!

    Lovely to meet you too.

    hugs
    shakira


    The Dinner

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  10. Mr.Miglani20 July 2012 at 06:42

    Its somehow so deep !

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  11. J Cosmo Newbery20 July 2012 at 07:09

    I've been to Havana. You took me back. Thank you.

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  12. DEZMOND20 July 2012 at 09:00

    drops of leftover rain sound delightful!

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  13. Dave King20 July 2012 at 09:31

    Superb. Love it.

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  14. Pat Hatt20 July 2012 at 09:36

    Great 55, bringing the postcard to life indeed.

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  15. izzy20 July 2012 at 09:51

    Your 55 is great- love the visuals and sound!

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  16. ashok20 July 2012 at 10:45

    very impressive!

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  17. Myrna R.20 July 2012 at 11:28

    Love the 55 and I love Cuban music. You created a nice story around this.

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  18. Alice Audrey20 July 2012 at 12:09

    Such a heart-warming welcome in the first one. I love the Havana drumming and the rush of footsteps.

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  19. Maude Lynn20 July 2012 at 12:11

    "still wrapped in time capsule."

    That's very cool.

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  20. Bubba20 July 2012 at 12:54

    I know this is probably contrary to the gist of your piece, but Back To The Future popped into my head - the part where Marty McFly is back in 1955 (how appropriate for this!) at the high school dance trying to get his parents together. (I think it was the car picture that pulled that from my brain, because it certainly has nothing to do with your Havana scene!)

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    1. Scarlet20 July 2012 at 18:35

      I remember that scene Bubba ~ I enjoyed that movie ~ Thanks for the visit ~

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  21. Far Beyond The Ridge20 July 2012 at 13:47

    I loved the hands drumming to havanas song! Especially to that image. Nice ending too
    Rick

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    1. Scarlet20 July 2012 at 18:36

      Glad you liked it Rick. We were just doing that as we listened to the Spanish songs ~

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  22. Linc20 July 2012 at 14:08

    Music *always* welcomes :) Very nice!

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  23. happygirl20 July 2012 at 15:25

    I was so happy to hear the footsteps and the opening of the door. Home. :)

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  24. ayala20 July 2012 at 17:25

    Nice write :)

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    1. Scarlet20 July 2012 at 18:37

      Thanks Ayala for the visit and support ~

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  25. Other Mary20 July 2012 at 19:57

    Love the colorful piece; heartwarming.

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  26. Anonymous22 July 2012 at 11:59

    How fun to listen to the Cuban music.

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Thanks for your visit and comments ~ I appreciate them ~

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