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R & R Ramblings

Fictional Fingertip Tapping Tales…

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Mel A ROWE

A writer & a weekend wanderer, trying not to get too lost outback of Northern Australia. With an allergy to all things drawn-out and corporately serious, I'm a multi-genre word-player who writes purely for entertainment.

Tea & Toast

TEA & TOAST - R&R Ramblings

‘Then he got shot.’

‘Ah huh.’ He nodded and sipped his tea. The cup’s base chinked as it rested on the saucer and was placed upon the kitchen table.

‘It was brutal. All that shouting and screaming. No one deserves to live like that, you know. Can only put up with it for so long, it had to be done. Continue reading “Tea & Toast”

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Tribal

Tribal- R&R Ramblings
The flames reflected the war paint smeared across hair and faces which only pronounced the shine in their eyes. The aroma of cooked liver and fried cables mingled with melting plastic that sizzled beneath the flames. The bass bellowed from the stereo competed with heartbeats as adrenaline spiked to the raw heavy metal pounding their ears.
 Ripped from a dream, the lights came on, and the sound stopped mid-metallic-scream.
 ‘What the hell is going on out here?’ The man’s voice echoed across the courtyard. Continue reading “Tribal”

Adulting

Adulting - R&R Ramblings

Sally stepped into her apartment, leaned her bike against the wall and dumped her backpack onto the floor. ‘Mum, Dad, Sis and your latest boyfriend, and Mr. Jamieson my school principal, and who are you?’

‘The lady at the local milk bar.’

‘Thought you looked familiar. Why are you all sitting in my living room?’

‘Good question.’ The little old lady looked to those seated in fold-up chairs. Continue reading “Adulting”

Mirrored

Mirrored - R&R Ramblings

Was she

worth knowing

the beautifully tragic

miming merriment faker

riding her own merry-go-round

silently suffering for her showground crowd Continue reading “Mirrored”

Time

Time - R&R Ramblings

The cold floor beneath her feet was invigorating as she skipped with the taste of freedom coursing through her veins. With one step after the other, her smile grew wider. The scents of sweet fresh air, the view of trees and flowers in the garden were brimming with life and colour. So unlike the flowers she’d watched wither away, and now no longer needed.

She waved to the nurses at the counter. Giggled at the cheeky orderlies who brought Continue reading “Time”

Illumination

Illumination - Rural Romantic Ramblings

Dear Neighbour

Fourteen days ago (Monday, 5:40am) it was requested you temper your new outdoor front lights that beam into the neighbour’s property. In case you’re unaware from your tower in the sky, these new lights illuminate the following areas of the neighbouring property: the entire backyard and beyond Continue reading “Illumination”

Passer’s Parade

Passer's Parade

Stuck in peak hour traffic under a sweltering summer sun, the radio rambled about the traffic jam ahead. Everyone waited inside their vehicles that lined up like a disjointed snake sleeping along the highway. When the sound of a bee-buzzing whine grew louder, reminding me of a toy airplane that never takes off.

In the side mirror’s reflection, I spotted Continue reading “Passer’s Parade”

Sea-Found

Sea-found - RuralRomanticRamblings.com

I was

sliding over sand

in an upturned seashell

like a lighthouse tossed into the midnight sea, Continue reading “Sea-Found”

Squeezed

squeezed - RuralRomanticRamblings.com

“You won’t do it.” He shook his head as he leaned his shoulder against the door frame.

“Watch me.”

“I’m trying not to.”

“I’m freaking doing this, okay?” Her feet numb, unable to look at her painted toenails, her legs like meat squeezed into sausage-skins that spilled out at the ends. Continue reading “Squeezed”

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