Tag: drabble
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THE LAMPLIGHTER
He struggled to push the cart through the thick snow and cursed winter, the short days and the long nights. He leaned his ladder against a lamppost and climbed. The gas ignited and a shivering orange glow lit the white scene. White and red. The body lay under a nearby tree. He scared a fox…
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JUST BECAUSE I’M PARANOID…
It’s just a tree. Nature at it’s most extraordinary. Why then does it look so menacing? Like an encircling web, or a tangled prison. Does it say more about my own character that I vilify it in this way? Is it symbolic of my own life? Am I trapped? Frustrated? Scared? My amble through the…
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THE WRONG GUY
The man arrived in reception and shouted his name. ‘Guy?’ He stood up and walked towards him, ‘Hello.’ ‘This way, we haven’t got much time.’ Odd, he thought, his interview for a BBC accountant job wasn’t for another twenty minutes. They hurried along corridors. ‘It’ll be Karen interviewing you. Just give her the answers and…
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STATIONARY STATIONERY
New Year. New me.Resolutions. Not new ones. The same ones as last year, but this time I’m going to stick to them. Get up, get moving, shift the pounds, feel the burn. No more lounging around the house in pyjamas. Dress for success. Productivity is the key. New stationery organised. Ready for work. Not sure…
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ALL GONE
They haven’t gone, the Christmas Angels.They’re hiding from me.Waiting. In the shadows.Ready to step out into the twinkling lights.Reflecting in the dirty puddles.Shimmering and blurred.Walking along the empty streets.The closed shops, the dead cafés.An open door.Please sir, can you help me?An inviting arm around my shoulder.The warmth of the hallway.Shut out the cold Eve.His smiling…
Iain Kelly 