One Moonlit Night – Flash Fiction

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One Moonlit Night

You were young and beautiful, a breath of fresh air, and we all watched you with our jaws on the sidewalk.

Anything was possible for someone like you. So perfect you could hang the moon and the stars.  I was completely smitten and let you wrap me around your little finger.  I would have done anything for you.    

One evening you agreed to take a walk with me along the bank of the river.  That night I shared my true feelings with you, telling you how beautiful you were, and that your eyes twinkled like the stars in the sky.  You laughed in my face.  Your words cutting me like a knife.

In anger I placed my hands around your throat and squeezed until you laughed no more.

That night I dreamt I was the moon and you were the one who hanged me..

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Sarah is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and she has prompted us with a flash fiction piece of 144 words exactly, using the words I dreamt I was the moon from the poem Full Moon by Alice Oswald.

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

34 thoughts on “One Moonlit Night – Flash Fiction”

    1. Thanks Rob. You’re so kind. I thought I’d take a trip to the dark side of the moon tonight! 🌚

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  4. You scamp, squeezing that poor person’s neck like that. And now you hang in the sky. Moon origin story! This could be a myth 🙂

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    1. LOL! I read Crystal’s right after I posted and hers was somewhat similar, although no murder 🙂

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      1. You were, indeed 😦 Oh dang! I am awefully sorry for that… I have approved you (again LOL) and I’ll have to contact WP’s support to have an update on our problem…. Thank you SO much for your patience, Christine!!

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  14. And the moral of the story is to graciously accept the compliments you get. Don’t crush someone’s dreams, because it might just backfire on you. Cool story. 🙂

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