Tag: microfiction

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Moonset Over Blackcomb, Whistler, British Columbia, Canada

Moon ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #230

In the cold quiet
Of a winter night
Me and the Moon
We have a chatter

Chunky frozen snow
Crunches underfoot
Shhhh, hisses the Moon

Be still
Listen

This I do

But all I hear is the Moon
Simmering on the snow peaks

Shhhh, Say I
To the full flood moon
Which does not know chagrin

Ahh, my friend
Replies the Moon
Would you have heard my sizzle
Had you never listened?

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Energy Beam, Sea to Sky Highway, Tantalus Lookout, North of Squamish, British Columbia, Canada

A Momentary Lapse of Fiction

The energy pulse slammed into the car
Which quivered briefly
Before vapourizing with a flash
Brighter than the beam
Which destroyed it

As the momentary daylight faded
The mist which was once my Toyota
Settled into the crater
That had been a parking lot

I hoped the owner
Of that formidable weapon
Hadn’t acquired my new position

The concrete barrier I’d sheltered behind
Suddenly seemed feeble protection

Night returned and I got the fuck outta there

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Waves, Seaside Creek Beach, Pacific Coast Highway, Mendocino County, California, United States of America

Waves

I hasten out to the beach
Envelope in hand
Fumbling to get at its contents
I don’t even notice the surf

The wave peters out
Just before it reaches me
Its last energy spent
As bubbling foam dissipates

My muscles relax
Tension leaves my body
While the ocean recedes
Back down the beach

I turn over the paper again
Check the wording again
The test was negative

The test was negative

I’m going to live

Another wave comes
Stronger than the last
Soaking just one shoe

Which makes a delightful squish
As I stride back up to the house
Good tidings in hand

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Amphitrite Light, Amphitrite Point Lighthouse, Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada

Amphitrite Lighthouse

As the sun began to fall
The Great Light said
To the little light
At Amphitrite

Oh, little one
Feel my heat
See my radiance
Do you not wish
To be so grand as I?

Oh, indeed, Great One
The little light replied
Your luminous warmth
Is the envy of all

Words in which the Great One
Took no small pleasure
Preening in preparation
To further explain its greatness

But… were I to be you
Continued the lighthouse
When the night comes
Or the fog grows heavy
Who would guide the sailor’s way?

Startled, chagrined and angered
The Great Light drew a deep breath
Preparing a dismissive retort
Then sank below the horizon

Leaving the little light
At Amphitrite
With its ever present beacon
To shine into the quiet night

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Gallery Bistro, Port Moody, British Columbia, Patrick Jennings' show of photographs, poetry and stories is now on the walls.

The Unlikely Path

Photography came early. In high school. Late ‘70s. With my father’s Nikkormat and Mr. Haust’s photography class. There was a year as a “Photographic Illustration” undergrad at Rochester Institute of Technology, one of the best photography schools in the Americas, at the end of which my professor said, “Patrick, I don’t think you’re going to be a photographer.” In the sense that he meant, at the time, he was right. I’m not much of a “Photographic Illustrator”; I don’t make my living from photography. But, then, here am I.

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Lost to Eternity, Fast Frames, Denman and Nelson, West End, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Lost to Eternity

His memory of them was faint
Especially his father
The moments
Which held them both
Were few
And distorted

Because he tried so hard
To place features
On their bodies
On their faces
Which he just couldn’t recollect
Over time he’d lost
The recollection of the places, too

How odd
That the one crystal clear element
In this one otherwise tortured image
Was the frame shop
Filled with photographs and paintings
Recorded for eternity