Picture prompt.
Under the sod lay Jake; my first love. For forty years the grass grew fertile and green. He went unnoticed … until.
Barney moved in, a lodger I said, but it wasn’t long before, he was sharing my bed. He was persistent, I was lonely and had space. Barney was a twinkler and had a nice face. At sixty I didn’t expect … stuff, to happen to me.
That Summer a heatwave killed the grass; revealing a shape. Coming back from shopping I was shocked to see. Jake poking out and Barney’s head looking at me. From a hole in the lawn.
Use the picture prompt to write 100 words. PRESS to join in.
Picture prompt was lent only for the use of the #FridayFictioneers by Ronda Del Boccio.
Did you think she had murdered a bloke? Did the reverse twist catch You? Tell me talk to me.
That was cute! I was thinking maybe a poem would go good in our latest horror anthology, if you are interested. (This one’s kinda horror – until it’s not.) Contact me and let’s talk!
Dan
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Sounds good Dan. I am around later where shall we talk?
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Use the “contact me” button on my blog and send me an email. We will go from there!
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Nicely done story. At first I thought Barney was a man until I read the ending.
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A sneaky twisty one😁
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Great twist.
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Thank you for reading and commenting🐆🐕 two tails rolled into one 😊
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I saw a bloke laying in a hole. It made much more sense when I found out it was a dog. Wuff Wuff…
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Gotcha! Michael 😊😉
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I thoroughly enjoyed this. Lovely playful take.
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Haha, great twist. Skilfully worded as always
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George so nice of you to say ☺🙃
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Love the ironic play on words – like under the sod one did “lay” and then she had space in her bed and the part about being 60 and having stuff.
So interesting-
The only thing that had me a little puzzled was the use of commas and even a period before the last sentence – I get this was a style but then it seemed with all these extra commas some were missing in other places. I know commas can be optional – and I see that you used them for effect – but I think the teacher in me was like huh?
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It began as a total poetic scheme but 100 clipped its flow a bit. I thought I had managed to not overplay it😞😟.
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Dear Ellen,
Looks like Barney found more bones than he bargained for. 😉 I can see Jake being her first love. Not what I expected but I enjoyed the twist. 2 paws up. 😀
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Both dogs a double twisteroony. Hehe!
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Ah, reading the comments have explained what appeared to be terrible punctuation. I re-read it as a poem and it made more sense! 🙂
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Well thanks for correcting … 😊
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Well, the picture at the end leads me to believe that Jake was a dog whose skeleton was dug up by another dog, Barney. Why else would Barney’s head be looking at her from a hole in the lawn? Anyway, it’s a fun story, and I like the use of rhyme to make it an interesting read.
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You clever lady 👏👏👏 only one other caught the two twists. You can come again I like you.🤣😊
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You can be sure I will 🙂
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Ideal plot for a flash. Enjoyed this.
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I am pleased that you did. Yes it has legs for a longer flash.
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Once I realised her new love was a four-legged one and not a two-legged one, I smiled… Love this, Ellen.
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Just a bit of silly to make us smile is always good. 😉
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What a convoluted take on the prompt! I thought the internal rhymes were an interesting variation of pace, and made me pay more attention to certain parts of the text.
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You found it difficult to follow? I apologise for that, I worried that I simplified it too much. Never mind hopefully you will come back and read something else. Have a good weekend.
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Really, he should have let old dogs lie.
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Boom boom! Love it.
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I liked this, especially as we had a dog called Barney who was a digger!
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Ha ha maybe my Barney was a dog too. 🤣😂
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Noticed the nice rhyme scheme. It’s always a heartache when pets pass.
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Poor Barney must have thought she buried a man. I am glas you spotted the rhyme, lots of it was lost in the trimming.
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Hehehe, you are evil. What a nice bit of misdirection. I totally fell for the murder story until the very end.
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Yeeeesss! *punches air* 🤣😂
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Not exactly a typical love story. There’s even a bit of a rhyme scheme.
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Well spotted Larry but trimming to 100 castigated the majority to the to be used later pile 😃😂
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It’s tough to meet that kind of a restriction well.
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But can be done.
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Nothing like digging up your predecessor, just to make sure he’s not coming back. Nice one, made me smile.
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It was her dog but he must have thought different. 😃😂
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Imagine emerging out of the soil! Green with envy.
Green grasses no more… Scary indeed!
Here’s my story- The Garden View – Anita
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I have been did my comment not show?
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I thought a murder at first but liked the twist. Nicely done.
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A bit of silly for a change 😃 thanks Ian.
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Scary 😀
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Not really…
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No but what if it was not a dog? 😉
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Haha! I think Barney thought it may have been a jucy bone and not an old rival.
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Now that would be creepy!
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Only her puppy had she loved until Barney. 😘
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😍😍😍
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Thanks for coming.😘
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Always welcome xxx
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