Ovi Poetry Challenge 46: HELPLESS is your inspiration. 4 line stanzas, as few as one stanza and up to as many as you like. 8 syllables or less per line
Rhyming is AAAb. The second stanza would be CCCd. The third, EEEf. And so on. Meaning nothing in one stanza must rhyme with anything in the previous stanza. The fourth line does not rhyme.
Staring at flames as in a trance The heat not only from the blaze You sit beside me watching this dance Created with tendrills twirling in escape Heat stretching from red to blue Flickering yellow to smoky shadow Fire is reflected in your eyes
“Stop shoving me! I’m about to fall in!” Julie was righting her balance while holding the flashlight straight up.
“I can’t tell if it’s the Milky Way, a Close Encounter, or if we’re in the Twilight Zone.”
Laughing at her companion, himself almost slipping into the abyss, she backed up to be in a safer place. “You think they’re coming out of this hole, or landing in it?”
Jerry also backed away from the edge, looking up. He was fascinated by the display in the sky. “Maybe you should turn off the light, Julie. I don’t want them thinking we’re interested.”
“But we are interested. Don’t you think it’s amazing? What if they’re landing! Jerry, would you ever want to visit another planet?”
Jerry couldn’t believe she actually asked him that. “Are you crazy? You could be experimented on, killed, or eaten! That would probably be the worst, eaten. . .” As Julie turned off the flashlight, the phenomena disappeared.
“Well, we’ll never know now, will we? I wonder if they use ketchup on their fries?”
“You will be home before noon, right?” Her daughter hesitated, “I volunteer at the library till 11:00”. I had asked for morning delivery of the flower arrangement. I know her afternoons are busier. How to get her home in time and still keep it a surprise?
I had to say something. “Please be home before noon.” She knew something was up but didn’t ask any questions.
Sara was running for her life. She thought this might happen before she used the lock pick on the old oak door. She knew it was in there, proof and thought her father was killed for it. She no longer had the keys to his home since his death and the home was willed to her uncle.
The proof was a certificate of ownership along with the patent for a new formula to replace gas for vehicles. Sara knew where it was hidden but her uncle was always home, probably afraid of just what happened on this night.
The lock opened and Sara sneaked into the huge library, was just about ready to retrieve the papers when her uncle walked in the room. Sara tried to act calm but the uncle knew what she was after. He just didn’t know where it was until now. Sara grabbed the packet and ran out of the room, pushing her uncle aside. She didn’t stop running till she reached her friend’s home, unknown to her uncle.
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