Blogging · Denmark · Fiction · Thoughts

Meeting by the sea…

  As she walked along the beach, looking at the boats’ shadows growing by the minute in the sunset, she sighed. Only a couple of surfers remained in the water, that late in the day, and most of the families had already headed back to their home, or their lodging, to get ready for dinner.…… Continue reading Meeting by the sea…

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King of the road… – FFFC

    I aiiin’t got nooooo cigarettes! She turned her last pack upside down to find she had smoked the last one, already. Why didn’t she stop at the last gas station, she couldn’t say. Maybe it was the call that had made her rush her way through. Now she regreted not making the quick stop.…… Continue reading King of the road… – FFFC

Blogging · challenge · poetry · Thoughts · Word of the day

Immortal…

  People would say, ‘’What a shame, To have cherished and lost Love that way!’’ While they pity me, I beg to differ… For unconditional love Dies not, but Lives on, lingers Always. And forever, I get to remember you Which they will never Enjoy, not knowing Ever, The warmth of your gaze On their…… Continue reading Immortal…

Blogging · Fiction · short

The snowflake…

On days like today, Nature didn’t seem to bother with simple physics’ laws. The snow floated in mid-air, weightless, like sparkling diamonds waiting to be picked. The birds sang spring songs in the backstreet, probably to shake the lingering cold off their feathers. I walked pointlessly. Just a blurry silhouette in a Monet winter scene.…… Continue reading The snowflake…

Blogging · Fiction · stories

Lucky… (Jack, the barfly)

  It’s a hell of a ride, kid… Let me tell you that! The old man hit the wooden counter with his empty glass, making his intentions clear. The place wasn’t what you’d call fancy, but it had a soul, and the beer was cheap. Not the kind of bar where the hip hung out,…… Continue reading Lucky… (Jack, the barfly)

Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Too late a letter…

  Dear you, I spent the afternoon with this very dear friend of yours, I know you know who I mean. Before this week, I hadn’t met with her in twenty five years, but it felt like we had parted just yesterday. I didn’t know her that well back then. Not anywhere near as much…… Continue reading Too late a letter…