Happy as a Lark – Flash Fiction

Happy as a Lark

Time of no consequence on this summer afternoon.  Reclining comfortably on the cool grass, my back against the shady oak.  Around me gossamer wings of dragonflies work overtime returning my incredulous stare.

Birdsong fills the air as buttercups wave in the breeze.  My mind wanders wherever it wishes and I remember childhood family walks through these fields.  Being the youngest I’d sit atop my father’s shoulders. My siblings carrying the makings of a picnic our mother would set on a tartan blanket.  After, we would play hide and seek and make daisy chains to wear.  Happy as larks we would run until exhausted and collapse in a heap under a tree.

Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings.  Unrecognizable at first but then as I stir it becomes clearer.  The beautiful sound of a summer lark completing my reverie.

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Lisa is hosting Prosery Monday at D'Verse Poets tonight.  The line we are to use in our piece of Flash Fiction or Non Fiction is by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr., from The Chambered Nautilus "Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings"
Prosery is exactly 144 words excluding the title.  It cannot be poetry.

  42 comments for “Happy as a Lark – Flash Fiction

  1. August 22, 2022 at 3:28 am

    i loved every moment of it, well done. Very chilled and smooth. I felt like i was sliding while reading😂😂 it felt so good. Thank you

    • Christine Bolton
      August 22, 2022 at 7:39 am

      Thank you so much Jeanette ☺️💕

  2. Anonymous
    August 18, 2022 at 10:09 pm

    So lovely…you really took me back with the mention of daisy chains 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      August 19, 2022 at 7:16 am

      Yes we always made them as children didn’t we. Do you know your comments are coming up anonymous each time? I’m not sure who I’m speaking with!☺️💕

  3. August 16, 2022 at 4:44 pm

    What a beautiful, nostalgic flash fiction. And that skylark…. awwwww. ^_^

    • Christine Bolton
      August 17, 2022 at 11:33 pm

      Thank you so much Joyce ☺️💕

      • August 18, 2022 at 9:03 am

        You’re welcome, my friend!!!

  4. Jane Dougherty
    August 16, 2022 at 3:25 pm

    I’d love to hear a skylark again. They belong to childhood memories for me too.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 5:13 pm

      Thanks Jane. Yes happy memories ☺️

  5. August 16, 2022 at 1:04 pm

    The image you paint with words is as lovely as a Monet watercolor ………….

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 2:56 pm

      Oh thank you so much Helen ☺️💕

  6. August 16, 2022 at 12:48 pm

    Beautiful. Such a tiny bird with so beautiful a song.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 2:55 pm

      Thank you Di. Yes such a sweet little thing ☺️

  7. August 16, 2022 at 10:46 am

    This such a joy to read Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 2:46 pm

      Oh so kind … thank you Paul ☺️🌺

  8. August 16, 2022 at 10:07 am

    how lovely! I savored every word! <3

    ~David

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 2:46 pm

      Thank you David ☺️💕

  9. August 16, 2022 at 6:14 am

    Dreamy, lyrical and so very beautiful. The prose carries you away with its words. Fantastic writing!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 8:01 am

      Thank you Nitin. I am happy you enjoyed it ☺️💕

  10. August 16, 2022 at 5:53 am

    What a wonderful memory, Christine!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 8:00 am

      Oh Kim! How lovely to her from you! Thank you! I hope all is well with you. Its been a long time ☺️💕🌺

      • August 16, 2022 at 8:17 am

        Thank you, Christine. I’m only taking small steps back as I have a few visits planned in the next few weeks. But I will be hosting again from October. ❤

  11. August 16, 2022 at 2:56 am

    It’s a beautiful post/ poem Christine. Nostalgic

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:58 am

      Thanks Sadje. Im happy you liked it ☺️💕

      • August 16, 2022 at 8:03 am

        You’re welcome my friend

      • Christine Bolton
        August 16, 2022 at 8:04 am

        💕🌺

  12. August 15, 2022 at 11:35 pm

    A wonderful vision of a innocent time in life.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:52 am

      Thanks David ☺️💕

  13. August 15, 2022 at 11:34 pm

    Felt like I was there with you. Thanks, Christine

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:51 am

      Thanks Ron. Much appreciated ☺️💕

  14. August 15, 2022 at 10:22 pm

    You took me to a beautiful place, Christine, and the song of the lark calling was a delight. Their song is so pretty!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:51 am

      Thank you Lisa. I think I am in a reflective time of life. There were many ups and downs in my childhood but there were magic moments too ☺️💕

      • August 16, 2022 at 8:56 pm

        <3 I hear you…

  15. Gillena Cox
    August 15, 2022 at 10:19 pm

    OMG. This is gorgeous.
    Thanks for dropping by to read mine.

    Much💖love

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:47 am

      Thanks Gillena. ☺️💕 Always a pleasure to read your lovely words!

  16. August 15, 2022 at 10:19 pm

    Such a beautiful trip back to childhood days, and a wonderful weaving of the prompt into the story!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:47 am

      Im so happy you enjoyed it Dwight ☺️ Thank you!

      • August 16, 2022 at 8:28 am

        You are welcome!

  17. August 15, 2022 at 10:09 pm

    Beautiful prosery!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:46 am

      Thank you so much Carol ☺️💕

  18. Rob Kistner
    August 15, 2022 at 9:29 pm

    This is lovely Christine. Memories are precious. 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2022 at 7:45 am

      Thank you Rob. Indeed they are. ☺️

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