Monthly Archives: January 2011

Random Alphabet Acrostic

Random Alphabet AcrosticAbsentmindedly I consider the
Bill sitting on my
Cabinet counter. I sigh
Determined to find an
Easy solution to my
Fluxion finances, though unable.
Gorgeous eyes scan my
Haughty, determined face. She
Imparts indispensable encouragement but
Jovial I am not.
“Knock it off!” I
Languish in my own
Malicious feelings toward her.
Nescient to my predicament,
Outspoken she becomes with
Patriotic fervor of a
Queen besieged by enemies
Rampaging against her rule.
“Savings,” she lightly whispers,
“Temerariously use our savings.”
Under such a weight
Vainly I acquiesced to
Wager our last capital
Xerically scrounged from nothing
Yearly saved for a
Zither.

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This “poem” (and I use the word as loosely as possible) was written by flipping to a random page per letter in an old dictionary and selecting a word on that page while trying desperately to make sense from line to line while also maintaining an acrostic of the alphabet. This is the result. I swear all these words are actual words. I cannot swear that they are all used correctly… Oh, it’s also 101 words.

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Classic Brief Conceits II

Here are two stories and a poem from the past with new illustrations.

Land of the Not So FreeLand of the Not So Free – August 26, 2010

ElizabethElizabeth – May 22, 2009

She's in Love with Her Broken HeartShe’s in Love with Her Broken Heart – June 27, 2008

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Dare to Dream

Dare to DreamLawrence takes a long drag on his cigarette. “The proverbial ‘last job,’” he says with wistful regret.

“There’s never a last,” says Milo, “You know that.”

Lawrence sighs. Smoke curls from his mouth like the reluctant spirits of serpents. “Can’t I dream just this once?”

“Dangerous dreams, Lare.” Milo stares off in the distance. “But who am I to criticize? I have them too.”

“What would you do with the money, Milo?” Lawrence asks.

“A few million dollars? Get a big boat, a leggy blonde, a private island in the Caribbean, some dancing monkeys…”

“Seriously?”

“Or the Pacific. I’m not picky.”

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Reincarnation

ReincarnationIn the life before this one Hamid had been a cockroach. He had no memories of the previous life, but he was sure of it. His life this time was not much better. He still skittered around looking for scraps. Women would at the very least gag, if not scream at his appearance. He must have been a bad cockroach, because this current life felt worse than ever the life of a bug could be.

Hamid wondered from his knot in the ground that he called home whether he had ever lived a good life, whether he had ever been rewarded.

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Take a Hint

Take a Hint“I don’t understand,” Kathy confides in Jennifer, “I like Cody so I smile and laugh at his bad jokes. I want to seem interested but not too interested. He just can’t take a hint!”

“Guys are usually slow,” Jennifer says knowingly. “What about that other guy?”

“Josh?” Kathy almost gags. “He won’t back off. I don’t want to be mean, so I smile and laugh at his bad jokes. For some reason he hangs around me even more. He just can’t take a hint!”

“Guys.” Jennifer rolls her eyes. “Why don’t they understand?”

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Hendrick

HendrickAcross the endless sand winded one lone set of tracks. Hendrick had stopped wondering if the desert had an end. Now he only thought of the sweet release of death.

“I’m pretty sure you don’t exist, God.” Hendrick could not perceive whether he spoke out loud or not, “or else you would’ve prevented all of this. But I have no one else to talk to.”

Only the howling wind responded.

“I don’t care if you don’t want to listen! You put me here. Now you have to listen.” Hendrick dreamed of lightning striking him where he stood. There were no clouds.

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Classic Brief Conceits

Brief Conceits is nearly three years old now, and there have been over 500 stories posted here. That means that a lot of stories can be forgotten. I’m starting a weekly post on Fridays highlighting three older stories, one each from the years 2008, 2009 and 2010 selected at random. Also, to add a little something extra for those who may have read it originally when it was first posted, I’ve added new illustrations to the older stories.

Humanity's Last HopeHumanity’s Last Hope – August 3, 2010

Accusations in SpaceAccusations in Space – November 14, 2009

A Conversation with MyselfA Conversation with Myself – June 15, 2008

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The Secret

The Secret “My darling Carolyn, we’ve been together a long time now,” John said.

Carolyn smiled. He was going to pop the question. It was finally happening.

John continued, “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Carolyn, but I have a horrible secret.”

Carolyn placed an arm on John’s shoulder. “It can’t be that bad. I’ll still love you.”

“My name is actually Grrglxx’xm. I’m from the planet Zhou.”

John removed his mask. Carolyn gaped at the horrifying mess of slime, tentacles, pincers, and other indescribable features. Carolyn promptly fainted.

“This doesn’t change things, does it?” Grrglxx’xm asked sheepishly.

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Optimism

“Put the pedal to the metal!” Adam howls as the car leaps forward crashing through the flimsy wooden barricade.

“What are you doing?” Riana screams, “I mean besides using a cliché phrase as if it’s cool. The bridge is lifting! You’re going to kill us!”

The car begins its ascent up the inclining bridge. The engine changes gears and pushes further.

Adam places a reassuring hand on Riana’s leg. “It’s cool, baby. We can jump it!”

“There is no possible way in this world!” Riana protests. “It’s impossible!”

“This is Obama’s America, baby! YES WE CAAAAAAAAN!

It was a spectacular explosion.

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The Unexpected

“Defenses are set, my lord,” Captain Milford said with grim serenity. “The men are prepared as best they can be.”

“Good,” Baron Herrick said as he stared off into the distance. The blue sky dotted with wisps of feathery clouds betrayed the ambiance of day to be. The Baron thought of his wife, twenty years whence they courted and picnicked on these very hills. It was a time of love back then. No longer.

“My lord?” Captain Milford still stood at the ready.

“We’ve done all we could, Captain,” Baron Herrick said, “Now all we can do is wait.”

Captain Milford was about to take his leave when a messenger came galloping up, shouting, “Attack from the east!”

The Baron and the Captain shared a glance of horror. They had not prepared for an attack from the east. It was rocky and nearly untraversable. Somehow the enemy had found a way.

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