Through The Eyes… 11/7/16

Tonight is poem night and the name of my poem is Through the Eyes… that tells a story of someone’s upbringing from baby to now, a 65 yo woman. Some memories were painful, sad, and quite harsh while others were loving and fond. Some of my life is woven into the poem but some of the poem is fiction, yet .happens every day in some homes. Enjoy the poem.   Susan…

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Old Tire Tale – Sunday Photo Fiction


Old Tire Tale

Did you ever wonder what happens to old discarded tires? I have an Old Tire Tale to tell. This one was just thrown out recently and is frozen in a snowbank. It will thaw in the spring and probably get picked up by the city and taken to the dump. How do you think the tire feels about that? Well, I asked and he told me.

I gave the best years of my life to that old Buick. Do you think they care? The people who owned the Buick only got annoyed when they saw I was stolen by some young thugs out for a night of fun. The Buick people didn’t even call the police or send out a search party for me. There were no flyers with their name and phone number asking for my return with a reward offered.

Nope…the Buick people just went to Sears and bought another tire. I was completely abandoned and now here I am in the cold, exposed to the snow and ice. I’m frozen solid. I was discarded by the thugs at the end of their frivolous night. I miss my Buick. I miss my Buick people. Somebody help me. Take me home.

 Word Count: 200

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Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Alistair where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words.