Friday Flash Fiction 55

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….And All the While I’m Thinking:

Pedals

turn, turn,

while

muscles

burn, burn.

Wheels

pace, pace,

while

hearts

race, race.

Lungs

moan, moan,

while

pistoning

bones, bones.

Smiles

quirk, quirk,

while

lips

thirst, thirst.

Hands

ache, ache,

while

vistas

satiate, satiate.

Words

Pant, pant,

while

thoughts

rant, rant.

Eyes

meet, meet,

while

bodies

fleet, fleet.

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This is a poem in 55 exactly 55 words, a challenge from G-Man .  If you want to meet the challenge, post a short story or poem, and let G-Man know HERE !

Friday Flash Fiction 55

Will a candle in the darkness
illuminate and set me free?

The light of half-truth is painless.
But a half-yin is merely yang-less.

Once you shared a secret with me,
I showed you my dark side
hidden from family.

Read all the pages
of the chapter I left unturned:

yin and yang,
illuminated or burned.