Flash Fiction Again

With a nod to Raven and Quilly



The acrobat in the grocery store strenuously leaped to the ceiling fan causing the alabaster ceiling to fall
on the cube with the chartreuse computer and Ipod like scissors.There the Optometrist was the interpreter of damage done by poison Ivy. bumble bee sting and dandelion allergy.

Just your average day in a department store.

And Now for something completely different. A flash 55 quivel. Something that looks like a poem, uses at least three of Quilly’s words and has five words to a line for eleven lines

Revenge of the Witch

Ebullient person was I today
Tenebrous branches around me sway
Dark and yet darker still
Liquid did the kettle fill
Jussulent pot it all became
When we said the name
Witches is what we are
Us from town you bar
Filled with love holding true
Starving now we help you

We would feed you all

Friday 55 Flash Fiction is brought to you by G-man (Mr Knowitall). The idea is you write a story in exactly 55 words. If you want to take part pop over and let G-man know when you've posted your 55.