This poem was written for Keith Channing’s Kreative Kue challenge:
All I want to do is play with my duck
but it seems as though I’m just out of luck
I’ve been picked up and squeezed by hands so strong
I don’t like it, I think it’s so rude and so wrong!
I’d tell them to stop it, but I’m tiny and young
and I can’t seem to get the right words off my tongue.
And now they are pushing me into a face
Can I not have some dignity in this place?
I know you’re my mother and she is my sister,
but can’t you understand, I don’t want to kiss her?
It’s definitely a nightmare rather than a dream
so all I can do is to start crying and scream.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 30th May 2020
This story was written a while ago but I thought it should get another airing.
It was inspired by the following word prompts:
Word of the Day: Striving; Duck
FOWC with Fandango — Compound
Striving for Peace
“you’re trying to duck the issue, what can that stuff actually do?”
“Look It’s just a simple compound. It can’t do anything.”
She held up a sealed phial of liquid between her blue latex gloved fingers. The look on her lovely face was calm and composed but there was a light of something in her eyes. A certain fervour, determination and a detachment from reality. It was a scary combination.
The committee for the regulation of dangerous substances was in full session. The committee consisted of some of the brightest minds in science and a few politicians who were the ones who sounded like they knew the most.
The Minister for public health asked his question again.
“We know you have been working on this for some time. What is your purpose? What do you hope to achieve?”
“I hope to achieve peace” she replied in her soft, light voice.
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