Twittering Tales – Maiden Flight.

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Past obscuring lines of rain

I see the waiting aeroplane

A rising panic grips my chest

Like pangs of hunger manifest

I take a pill to ease my stress

The panic pains soon regress

I conquered fear, my mental plight

Now it’s my maiden Pilots flight

I feel brilliantly

Won’t you fly with me?

[278 Characters]

 

This poem was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge:

Twittering Tales #131 – 9 April 2019

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

 

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/rdp-tuesday-hungry/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/your-daily-word-prompt-brilliant-april-9-2019/

 

 

The Flight of the Humble Pea – ;-)

“Oh, not peas again!” Daniel gave a forlorn plea as his Mother placed a big bowl of them on the dinner table.

“Yes, Dear, peas. They are full of vitamins, so I want to see you put plenty on your plate”

When she walked out of the room again, his Sister gave him a sly look.

“Yes, Daniel, you should give peas a chance,” She said, in an adorable bit of wordplay.

Then she gave a yelp as her brother pulled back his fork and fired several peas at her.

The flight of the peas bounced off of her head and a few rolled along the floor and into the kitchen.

“Daniel!” Screamed her Mother. They were like this every Sunday when they came round for dinner. You wouldn’t have thought they were both grown up!

The End

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 27/January/2019

Written in response to the following word prompts:

 

https://swimmersweek.wordpress.com/2019/01/27/peas/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/27/yelp/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/01/27/your-daily-word-prompt-adorable-january-27-2019/

FOWC with Fandango — Forlorn

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/27/rdp-sunday-flight/