Realise – Daily Prompt


Christos wasn’t a hooligan, but he was raised in a ghetto neighbourhood and was street wise. He had no problem walking through a rough neighbourhood at night. There were people hanging around, doing drugs, prostitution and a charnel stench that filled the air near their street. He was on the cusp of becoming a delinquent teenager when a camp counsellor extended his support by giving him a job. He is streetwise enough not to bite the hand that feeds. He is never given to hysteria, or explosive passion, as much as he is to explore implosive energy that builds, as if by stealth, into something more meaningful and inevitable. He wore his cheap shirt with some geometric prints with his jeans at work. He felt a bit creepy, going to work. He realised though, that if he behave well and carried on working, soon he won’t be in the lower bracket of society.

For: Realize

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Ode to Jessamine – Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT – © Copyright – Rachel Bjerke
PHOTO PROMPT – © Copyright – Rachel Bjerke

You were such a lovely girl
The first baby in the house
The first daughter, the first niece
The first granddaughter of my Mom
You were our little star on stage
You could sing, dance and perform
You were a darling of everyone
We could still hear your laughter
We could remember your plans
That you would see the world
Just like your aunts and uncles
That you would do well and marry
But you were taken from us so soon
Not even 21 when you left us
You hadn’t started your life yet
Words couldn’t express our loss


The prompt made me write about our niece, who left us too soon. In memory of her, we planted a tree in my aunt’s place in the province, probably full of moss like the one in the photo.