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FF – The Aspiring Poet

Here is my contribution to Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was sent in by Jellico’s Stationhouse.

To read this week’s other entries, click on the blue froggy.

 

A bicycle, yet not; a shadow, a merest thought of what was once a bicycle; an imagining, if you will, a suspicion of shape, of purpose, not yet formed in the mind of… whom? May we even dare to imagine this being, this shadow, this merest hint…

“Oh, good God, will you ever shut UP!”

“I’m channelling my inner poet.”

“Well, I’ve had enough. I’m off down town. I’m taking my bike.”

“No, wait, my muse, ridden away… hmm…”

Never more to cast the merest hint of shadow, a void where once the thought of a maybe-bicycle enters one’s imaginings…

 

  1. April 5, 2017 at 8:14 pm

    This was serious fun!

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  2. April 5, 2017 at 8:36 pm

    Hahaha – now I know how my other half must feel whenever I ask him to listen to my newest poem. 😉

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  3. April 5, 2017 at 9:13 pm

    hehehe Yes, I know that look when the other person’s eyes go blank or roll at the recitation of my latest project! 😀

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    • April 6, 2017 at 8:12 am

      I get that too when talking about my latest video game excitement 🙂

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  4. April 5, 2017 at 10:54 pm

    The Muse is lucky she didn’t whack him with a cricket bat. Geez. I’d hate to hear what he says about pizza.

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    • April 6, 2017 at 9:31 am

      “The red fruit of joy and cheese of beauty atop such lightly browned dough…”

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  5. April 5, 2017 at 11:49 pm

    I love this! The first thought I had was of The Twilight Zone then the fun “will you ever shut UP!” yanked me back to ~ can we call it reality? Thanks so much for the grin!!!

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    • April 6, 2017 at 10:47 am

      I’m glad it made you smile 🙂 From the bizarre(ish) to the mundane in an instant.

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  6. April 6, 2017 at 1:04 am

    Ha ha. Made me smile.

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  7. April 6, 2017 at 5:59 am

    Hilarious, Ali. I didn’t know that poet was hiding inside you. It took the shadow of a bicycle to bring him out. Well done. 😀 — Suzanne

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  8. April 6, 2017 at 6:58 am

    I enjoyed that, Dr. Al! You definitely have a poet lurking within. (Sorry, I’ve been away from WP, except to dash off a poem or two, but now, I’m back!)

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  9. April 6, 2017 at 7:08 am

    I could see where the main character might be just a tad boring to hang around with. I think I might be on my bike too. Good one.

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    • April 6, 2017 at 10:49 am

      I’m guessing he goes on like this on a regular basis. I’m glad you liked it 🙂

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  10. April 6, 2017 at 10:35 am

    Haha – it can’t be easy living with a writer!

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  11. Adam Ickes
    April 6, 2017 at 10:52 am

    The beginning has a twilight zone episode intro kind of feel to it.

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    • April 6, 2017 at 1:27 pm

      Kinda twisty and spooky and a little bit weird 🙂

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      • Adam Ickes
        April 6, 2017 at 1:29 pm

        Exactly! ☺

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  12. April 6, 2017 at 1:04 pm

    Oh, that is hilarious! Loved it! I agree with Adam, this would make a good Twilight Zone episode. 🙂

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    • April 6, 2017 at 1:28 pm

      I’m glad you liked it! The central section is a bit more mundane than “Twilight Zone”, though 🙂 Unless something bizarre happens to the cyclist…

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  13. April 6, 2017 at 1:07 pm

    Dear Ali,

    I think this is how my husband feels sometimes, however, I don’t often wax poetic. Great fun, this one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • April 6, 2017 at 1:28 pm

      Dear Rochelle,
      Living alone, I can wax lyrical to my heart’s content! I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
      Ali

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  14. April 6, 2017 at 2:54 pm

    A poet but didn’t know it. 🙂

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    • April 6, 2017 at 3:49 pm

      Hidden talents 🙂

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      • April 6, 2017 at 3:50 pm

        Indeed.
        I can burp the alphabet. 🙂

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    • April 6, 2017 at 3:59 pm

      We should be on “(insert name of preferred country here)’s Got Talent”.

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      • April 6, 2017 at 4:00 pm

        We’d be superstars and tour together!!

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      • April 7, 2017 at 7:35 am

        We would call ourselves “Merliman” or “Dralimer”.

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      • April 7, 2017 at 10:38 am

        Ha! I like Dralimer the best, I think. 🙂

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      • April 7, 2017 at 11:30 am

        Dralimer is is 🙂

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      • April 7, 2017 at 11:31 am

        😀

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  15. April 6, 2017 at 7:24 pm

    truly enjoyed this piece. one thing about you. you can always make something out of nothing. 🙂

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  16. April 6, 2017 at 7:29 pm

    Loved this! Muse meets reality. 😊

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  17. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover
    April 6, 2017 at 8:31 pm

    Good fun. Loved the twisting and turning in the first paragraph.

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  18. April 7, 2017 at 3:30 am

    Now that his muse is gone, hopefully Billy Shakespeare has the time to find himself a real job….

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    • April 7, 2017 at 7:37 am

      He was never really cut out to be a poet anyway. I could never understand a word he wrote…

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  19. April 7, 2017 at 12:26 pm

    This made me smile – a great take on the photo.

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    • April 7, 2017 at 2:46 pm

      Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it!

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  20. April 7, 2017 at 1:30 pm

    Brainstorming….you’re almost there…keep at it… 😉

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    • April 7, 2017 at 2:46 pm

      Maybe a few more bits about “unsubstantial shadows…” 🙂

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  21. April 7, 2017 at 9:46 pm

    Sometimes I think I hear my muse riding off as well. Nice story!

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    • April 8, 2017 at 5:23 am

      Thanks! Those muses do seem to leave at the most inopportune moments 🙂

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  22. April 7, 2017 at 11:48 pm

    Hehehe, I love the void where the bicycle once was. Very funny.

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    • April 8, 2017 at 5:23 am

      And it was barely there in the first place 🙂 I’m glad you liked it!

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  23. April 8, 2017 at 2:51 pm

    Paws up…I think that was great, Draliman. Granny has a muse too…MOL 😀 Pawkisses for a Happy Caturday 🙂 ❤

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  24. pennydanger
    April 8, 2017 at 7:32 pm

    I love this! Fantastic!! It got me thinking how my muse rode off with my heart. Now you gave me an idea to get a bike. lol

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    • April 9, 2017 at 6:17 am

      I’m glad you enjoyed it! Happy cycling 🙂

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  25. April 8, 2017 at 9:02 pm

    Loved those musings. Although your poet does sound a little pompous, I can relate to his thought processes.

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    • April 9, 2017 at 6:18 am

      He could be one of the Greats, I just hope his relationship survives the process 🙂

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  26. April 8, 2017 at 9:46 pm

    This is exquisite! Love it, Ali. I don’t want him to shut up. Too bad his muse is riding away. You’re so clever.

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    • April 9, 2017 at 6:19 am

      I’m glad you liked it! I just let my mind drift and typed it in 🙂

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  27. April 10, 2017 at 1:42 pm

    I can imagine them, one head in the clouds, the other losing their patience. Lovely story!

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  28. April 10, 2017 at 2:40 pm

    …and you have me laughing and smiling again. Very amusing take on the prompt

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    • April 10, 2017 at 3:00 pm

      Thanks, I’m glad you liked it 🙂

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  29. April 15, 2017 at 11:17 am

    Hahaha…
    Brilliant one!

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