Happy New Year!! Hope you are all well and keeping warm and dry as we battle this dreadful weather.
Welcome to another year of Friday Fictioneers, hosted as always by the one and only Rochelle. You can get more information about how to join our happy band, the rules and regulations etc., by going along to her website here. Thanks for the photo this week to Dawn Quyle Landau
Copyright Dawn Quyle Landau
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Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100
Shabby Love
Our meeting place has lost its charm.
I happened there by chance, and remembered
How much I loved you, once.
We met often, making plans for ‘sometime later’
Until the day you pressured me for things I could not do.
You lashed out, calling me prude and names
I’d never heard nor understood.
I ran from you in tears, upset and hurt,
Much later realising the valuable lesson learned.
Love is not always kind, or what you hoped for.
True love comes when you are least prepared for it.
The little hut is shabby now, like your supposed love for me.
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Oh, Dee, this is very good! You’ve said a ton of things and expressed so many emotions in just 100 words. Good work.
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Thank you Sandra, much appreciated. Glad you liked it
Dee
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So glad she ran, great piece 🙂
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Thank you Helen, good to hear from you. Pleased you liked it.
Dee
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This one strikes close to home in some ways. I like seeing the other side, someone not willing to do anything and to stand up for beliefs. But I’d leave a little room or put some sort of dividing line between the last line of your lovely poem and the sentence about the link critter. 🙂 It seemed part of the whole and yanked me back drastically.
janet
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Thank you Janet, I’ll alter that now. Sometimes it’s difficult to see how the post will look when published, as the spacing goes all out of kilter.
Hope you’re ok during this bad weather.
Dee
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Hey, it’s up to 13, so we’re having a heat wave after the -45 with wind chill temps of earlier! Have to admit I’m looking forward to going to Arizona tomorrow for a visit with my parents. The difference between -45 and 65 is substantial!! 🙂
janet
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The hut is shabby like the suppose love. Sounds like a broken heart. Well done.
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Thank you 🙂
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Ah! A great metaphor. I think we’ve all been there at least once! 😀
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Thanks Linda, yes I think we have!
Have a good weekend
Dee
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Lovely sentiments, expressed with positivity. Well done Dee!
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Thank you Sandra, hope you’re keeping dry!!!
Dee
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Excellent use of metaphor, darling — a house, like a relationship, needs to be built to weather storms.
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Yes it does! Thanks for reading and Happy New Year!
Dee
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a beautiful piece of romance and reality. the last lines were so perfect 🙂
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Thank you kz, hope you are feeling much better now.
Dee
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Dear Dee,
I stand and applaud her. True love isn’t something that’s forced…true lust is. Well done.
We’ve gotten up into the balmy 30’s here. But it’s only January and last year we even had a freak snow in May.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle
Thank you. I do too.
Wow, 30 hey, what is it with this weather? We have no rain today so that’s something!
Take care
Dee
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Heartbreakingly real, raw and tender. It is a remarkable response to the prompt. Really great!
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So pleased you liked this and thanks for reading.
I have a lot of catching up to do this week, I’ll be over to read yours later.
Take care
Dee
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Thanks Dee. Always appreciated when my fellow FFs read. That said, I love reading… not just for tit for tat. Yours is seriously wonderful this week!
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You were right to run – thanks for the read! Nan
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My pleasure, glad you liked it
Dee
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Nicely written, Dee. You conveyed a heartache and growing pains so well with so few words.
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Thanks Patti, nice to hear from you
Dee
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I think I know that butt head!
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Seems there were a lot of them around!
Thanks for reading
Dee
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