Friday Fictioneers

I plan to challenge my year 11 students to a ‘creative reflection a week’ for the next term in a bid to encourage them to develop their written expression.  It is only fair that if they have to write one short piece a week, I should have to write one too.  I stumbled upon Friday Fictioneers and decided to use the weekly writing prompt as my stimulus for creative expression.   Below is my contribution for this week.

Eating my feelings

I sit upon my balcony

My hands rest against the rail

My eyes travel outwards

And flit across the silver shale

 

Rocks are strewn across the cliff-face like a jigsaw border not complete

They attempt to constrain the grass, but the grass has got them beat

 

My emotions are the grass; green, feral and out of control

My heart is like the eroding rocks; hard, but tears have taken their toll

 

I sit upon my balcony

My body framed by the roof

A triangle with steep pitch

Fork in hand

Of my feelings,

The body will be the proof.