Wkly Brief – Foreshadowing Challenge

Hi folks –

My apologies for this post. I had no opinions to express or thoughts of the day, so I decided to see what the Daily Post Challenge had to offer.  The challenge was to “Write a new poem, story, post, or piece of flash fiction that contains an element of foreshadowing.” Well my story started with a tree, and it took a terrible turn (there’s a little foreshadowing for you).

So if you read my blog because my posts are generally good-natured and optimistic, here’s a pretty picture:

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Trees (Fiction)

The tree outside my bedroom window, my favorite tree, is straight and tall, with branches that throw a canopy of leaves over the grass below, protecting the soft blades from the worst of the rain and snow. But there is one place on the tree, small really, where an ax had taken a bite. It is just a slice, a tiny fissure. From it, the sap had flowed and dried, leaving an amber mess of bugs in its wake. And at the bottom, a sliver of black leg hangs suspended and I wonder: who left that behind?

Below the tree, my mother stands, arms crossed with cigarette dangling between her fingers, wrinkle-tanned face lifted to the sky, smoke streaming from pursed lips, past green leaves. Below the branches, my little brothers play war games while my sister sings softly to the doll she holds by its jet-black hair. And I watch from my window, black nails drying in the hot summer sun.

There was a time when I played beneath the safe canopy of the tree. Five children, duck-duck-goosing, and giggling as we all fall down. One parent, smiling behind smoke, amber-filled glass in hand. But the gap between my little siblings’ single-digit ages and my own double digits, is no longer bridged by my brother, my favorite brother, so straight and tall.

It was different tree that took my brother, when my mother crashed the car. The gash from the crushed metal split the tree wide open.

And still the amber liquid flows.

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About Barbara Rath

Enjoy reading, writing, hiking, hangin' with family, friends and my dogs, watching soccer (Go Breakers), baseball, football. Favorite foods are coffee, chocolate, and artichokes. Always thinking of new stuff to do and then not doing it.
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40 Responses to Wkly Brief – Foreshadowing Challenge

  1. abbymorales says:

    Flash fiction can be difficult. To pack a solid last punch is an art. You did a good job with that punch. Cassius Clay would be proud – that is, whether the man appreciated literature. Happy writing!

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  3. quattrohands says:

    I liked this as well; sometimes going where we don’t want to go is the best place to go.

  4. growhort says:

    A great read stumbled across whilst browsing

  5. Nida S. says:

    This was believable and heartfelt. That’s all you really need for something to be real. Well done!

  6. Reblogged this on pembemucize and commented:
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  7. That brought a jolt to my system. Wasn’t quite ready for the ending. Well written little piece 🙂

  8. Trees are one of our natural resouces
    They help us breath

    P.s This is a good picture btw

  9. Povonte says:

    Truly enjoyed this article.

  10. rhicony says:

    I like this a lot.

  11. Reblogged this on tonytestwakwak and commented:
    Lovely post, thought I should share

  12. imaspupah55 says:

    beautifull!! 🙂

  13. Enjoyed this. Very well done!

  14. quarilas says:

    At first I thought you might talk about a Sweet Gum tree, scientifically known as liquidambar, but that just shows you that my botany class has mildly taken over my life.
    Anyways that was a wonderful flash fiction story, if a bit morbid.

  15. Chua Han Au says:

    Beautifully elucidated.
    Congrats on being Freshly Pressed!

  16. Reblogged this on In the gaze of the other and commented:
    No apologies necessary. Life, like writing sometimes, is painful and messy.

  17. gillybirds says:

    Loved this. Glad it was fiction not fact. 🙂

  18. That was great actually!

  19. petiteandprettyco says:

    wow great post and congratz!

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