Stories tagged “inspired”

  • Sound and Sense - Poem

    Upon my shelf there sits a small, green book Well used, though not by me, but well thought of. It tells of sound and sense, of form and rhyme, Things I have learned since I was but a child. Things of the heart and soul that call the mind. Poets pen the...

  • Poor Me!

    The androgynous figure sat at staring at the monitor on the desk. Stale light flickered from it catching her greasy not-quite-shoulder-length hair and reflected off broken glasses that had been jury-rigged with wire and tape instead of being taken to a...

  • Nights of Rouen

    Patrice swung through the night sky effortlessly, acrobatic and beautiful, her cloak snaking out behind her. None would see her from the ground and if perchance they did she might be mistaken for a giant bat or one of the gargoyles that guarded high pl...

  • Vigilance Rewarded

    High upon the Cathedral of Ruoen, Patrice sat and waited for a sign. She knew that she was supposed to do something. There was a lot unrest along the River Seine lately. She stifled a yawn and promised herself that if nothing happened soon, she would g...

  • Pushing the Limits

    My hands were going numb from the cold and my fingers were fastened around the wheel. My lips and nose were chaffed. Even my eyes felt stiff and sore. I was having trouble thinking and dark spots clouded my vision. I was freezing. I glanced at the dash...

  • A Very Tiny Lighthouse

    “I’m sorry that this won’t work out. I want to like you as much as you like me, but it didn’t happen. I never wanted to hurt you, I just- I’m sorry.” John heard the words. Julie was breaking up with him. He shouldn&#...

  • Faith, Hope and Love

    James stretched out on the hood of his Cadillac. Donna lay on her side with an arm draped across his chest. Even thought it was after midnight, the air still carried the heat of the day. A chorus of crickets serenaded them. The two youths were enjoying...

  • The Night After

    I sat with my head in my hands. “I’m tired of being in mediocre relationships.” I said. “Maybe you should try loving someone who loves you back. I don’t know how you do it. It’s like you only pick one way streets to ...

  • Only Blood and Pain

    When night was thickest, the men of a certain village did steal away to the Cave of Trials. There they shucked their clothes and became spirits as they covered themselves in blood, feathers and fur. It was time to welcome another into manhood. Karil wo...

  • No One Would Believe Him (Mature)

    Daniel huddled in a kitchen corner of his house. Of their house. Really it was her house and one didn’t argue with her. The lights were on but dim. She didn’t like bright lights. They hurt her eyes. That wasn’t the reason that the bli...

  • Unless You Have It, You'd Never Understand

    The steel sliding doors of the elevator opened before Roland, like the gates to hell. No one was on it and he wasn’t surprised. No one should be here at 7:45 am. The insides were as he expected- as clean and polished as a coffin. He hesitated too...

  • Who Knew?

    Growing up I always hated spankings. Other discipline measures could be usually be ignored but it is hard to ignore the impact of a wooden spoon on one’s rear. Real hard. And I vowed, like most children that I would never spank my kids. These wer...

  • Bee Eff Eff

    Roy met me at the door to his apartment and let me in with shaking hands. Three bodies overlapped on his kitchen floor. He slammed the door behind me and words poured out of him. “I can’t believe you’re here. You really came. All thos...

  • Last Minute Thoughts and Preparations (Mature)

    Susan looked at herself in the mirror and wondered how they could possibly make her pretty for the funeral. She knew that she wasn’t good looking. That had been apparent enough over her last three relationships. Somehow, no one was ever ugly at t...

  • Tying Up Loose Ends

    The patient sat calmly at the table, his hands folded, nails trimmed. He seemed nice but shy. He couldn’t quite bring himself to meet my eyes. “I know why you’re here.” he said. “Tell me.” “You’re like ev...

  • Power and Responsibility

    David looked at himself in the rearview mirror and smiled. He was still getting used to the fact that he looked damn good in his uniform. The academy had chased away the excess pounds that he had gained in college and the crisp new uniform made him loo...

  • The Prize of Success

    I always saw myself as a freedom fighter in the office. I waged a rebellious, guerrilla campaign against the stupid, the tyrannical, and the uncooperative. For some reason I always found battles to fight and Dilbert was my hero. Last week I had fought ...

  • Hateful are the Wicked (Mature)

    Riders thundered down the hill, following the road that curved past the inn where Renna, the innkeeper’s daughter worked. Under the gaze of the moon, she saw that they wore the livery of the crown and though the moonlight was bright, darkness see...

  • My Island Between Worlds

    I was sitting on a beach with soft, fine sand. I didn’t know how I had ended up there. I couldn’t see any foot prints leading to or from me. It was as if I suddenly appeared. The sky was a twisting torrent of colors- twilight’s blue h...

  • "Thank God for Unfinished Dreams" Poetry Fragment 19June2010

    Some dreams aren’t meant to be finished Others aren’t meant to be found, Prematurely awakening, Before the dream can let you down.

  • The First Step

    The scene hadn’t changed. The blind prostitute still sat among her dead children, carefully transforming one book into another. Baraam whispered, “I don’t recognize the language she’s writing in.” The seer’s face dra...

  • The Glass Ceiling

    The dizzying height of the mountain towered above her, dwarfing the skyscrapers that tried, and failed, to compete with its majesty. Her guides- handsome, dark men with wide smiles and quick bows now looked at her with new appreciation. She had already...

  • A Teetering Pedestal

    The day I’d been dying for was here. I’d dreamed of it and tried to imagine what it would be like. I’d even tried bargaining with God for it. I was on a date with the girl of my dreams. The text I’ve been thinking about you and ...

  • Some Opportunities Come But Once

    I once saw the perfect girl from afar. I hesitate to call her my soul mate. I’d never met her before but when I looked at her my mind instantly assigned the word ‘perfect’ to describe her. I didn’t feel the rapid heat of lust, n...

  • Drafts, Drifts, and Mishaps

    The hours I spent in the bathroom after eating at the cafeteria, kept me from the rest of my classes including Chem lab. Missing one assignment there could drop my entire grade. I had to make it up tonight. The campus after midnight was strange and vac...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5