FFF #32
The sound it made when it broke was like the crack of a sawed-off shotgun.
I'd been on the front porch since the hurricane had moved northeast and the wind had shifted to the south. It was blowing a steady eighty or ninety miles an hour now, battering the back of the house with twigs sounding more like BB pellets from an automatic machine gun.
In the woods on the east side of the house, tall pines were bent down, swaying like infantry charging an enemy, but the old giant oak behind the pines had withstood the higher winds until just now when it broke in the middle and fell among the pines like a wounded General.
The rain came again in horizontal torrents and I went back into the house, fell on the bed and dreamed again the nightmare dreams of Vietnam.
I'd been on the front porch since the hurricane had moved northeast and the wind had shifted to the south. It was blowing a steady eighty or ninety miles an hour now, battering the back of the house with twigs sounding more like BB pellets from an automatic machine gun.
In the woods on the east side of the house, tall pines were bent down, swaying like infantry charging an enemy, but the old giant oak behind the pines had withstood the higher winds until just now when it broke in the middle and fell among the pines like a wounded General.
The rain came again in horizontal torrents and I went back into the house, fell on the bed and dreamed again the nightmare dreams of Vietnam.
10 Comments:
great imagery. brief, but rich. walk good.
Yes, brief but effective and to the point. Great.
very striking. was i sposed to be suprised by the ending...?
That is EXACTLY what a giant oak falling sounds like - whether anyone is there to hear it or not. Vivid as usual Porchypoo. Porchypoo? Now that was just un-necessary.
Short and sharp.
An amazing way to show that no one can just leave a war behind and that it is with them forever.
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Good work, the gun references, the fallen General, and the the War dreams. Nice symbolism.
Porchypoo? Oh well, I've been called worse. Two spamers and seven good comments. Thanks all. (and I did get a kick out of coolcats "secret way to make money"...which is probably rob a bank after it's closed and keep it a secret...huh? I got to go to bed.
That bad eh?
I don't know if you still monitor you blog comments but I'm back.
Kenny A.K.A. Ironsides
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