Flash Fiction: Muddy Waters

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Muddy waters, what do they hide
Currents flowing, boat traffic, stirring the water
Car carcasses, a child’s bike, household detritus; bodies

Muddy waters, obscuring the truth
Bottom feeders, sludge and slime, parasites
Stories lost, identities stolen, dreams afloat

Muddy waters, muddled, befuddled
Living longer, living lonely, expectations
Age advancing, deterioration accelerating, death at hand

Muddy waters, clearing slowly
Light upon us, eyes wide open, hands reaching
Hands held, sweet kisses, comfort given

Muddy Waters, music sublime
Guitars twanging, blues in rhythm, stories shared
Mississippi rolling, swampy puddles, dreams realised

Muddy no more, long way to go
Hopes and dreams, highs and lows, love and friendship
Sun through the trees and hearts singing

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This is a Friday Fictioneers 100-word (or so) short story based on the above picture provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

11 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: Muddy Waters

  1. I love this, how it touches on all aspects of the river (of life), and makes us feel like rising from the bottom to the surface, and then such a hopeful, positive ending.

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