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Spoken word – Flash fiction "Adventure Boys"

Oct 02 2011 Published by under Flash Fiction, My Creations, Spoken word

The adventure boys is a piece of flash fiction I wrote a few months ago. I recorded yesterday.

Adventure Boys by Dan Patmore

There they are.  The adventure boys.  Climbing the tallest trees, running the farthest, the faster.  They are the strongest, they dare to try, they dare to fail.  They dare to be.

Here I am.  Sat on grass.  Pen and paper in hand, watching, thinking, still.  I am the quiet one, the thoughtful one, the one with dreams but not the ambition.  I am not  adventure boy.  Sometimes, I wish I was, but I can never be.

Standing up I brush myself down and carefully check that I have all my possessions. Children shriek in the distance, climbing rocks and diving into the fierce sea.

A wistful smiles glances my face and I leave, to put the kettle on, to sit in comfy clothes, and watch them, the adventure boys.

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Spoken Word – Flash fiction piece "Free at last"

Oct 02 2011 Published by under Flash Fiction, My Creations, Spoken word, Video, Writing

Another brave venture into the world of youtube and spoken word. This time it is a flash fiction piece called “Free at last”

Free at Last – Dan Patmore 2011

Sat in the pub with a fresh pint in hand, everything became clear. Life was what he could make of it. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t the smartest or the fastest or the most determined guy out there, he was happy with his life’s chips, they were what they were and he was who he was. It was simple.

As his brother went got up to go to the toilet he took one big mouthful of his frothy beer, sighed with satisfaction and left the pub.

The fresh spring air hit him, it was mild tonight. Hands in his pockets he walked down the street, avoiding the underdressed teens with over inflated dreams. He walked until he reached the fields at the edge of town.

As he hopped the fence he discarded his phone and walked. He was free at last.

 

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Flash Fiction – Working Day by Dan Patmore 2008

Sep 18 2011 Published by under Flash Fiction, My Creations, Writing

Working Day by Dan Patmore – 2008

Walking to work I struggle, stumble and stutter through the motions. It’s a constant effort that is rarely worth much. Its winter and so it’s dark, sometimes bitter and always, always dark. These winter morning seem so late, confusing and somehow ironic.

Lunchtime and I stagger into the fresh air, leaving the stale air and yellow light. I’m clinging to the edge of a building, deep in a proverbial segment of my spirit. But for now, I see the sun, feel the breeze and feed my soul with food and literature.

Evening . It’s only 5pm but somehow it’s the end of the day. It’s certainly seemed long enough. I struggle, stumble and stutter, weary from work and tired of being patient. Now it’s the rush to nourish my soul, with entertainment, creativity and love, after a slow and repetitive day. A life repetitive in nature.

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Flash Fiction – Feud

Sep 11 2011 Published by under Flash Fiction, My Creations, Writing

Again this was written years ago now, I suspect 2008 time. Think I need to write something new!

Feud by Dan Patmore

“I’m sorry”

“You said that”

That’ll stump her he thought. The argument had been going on for about an hour now. There’d be been shouting, crying and the throwing of random objects. They were stuck in a stale mate. All that was left was to bitterly reject the apologies for a while, before dramatically falling into each others arms and kissing fiercely.

He found the formulaic nature of their feuds comforting. Not that they fought all the time, and not that they normally fought like this. He had always known where he stood with her. Right up until now.

“I can’t do this anymore. I’m leaving”.

He sat, frozen. In shock words or not really understanding what she had said. He didn’t react at all. Not when the door slammed. Not when she didn’t come home that night. He just sat, frozen.

Flash fiction writing is a story of 150 words or less. I wrote a bit of it after discovering it on the creative community redbubble.



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Flash Fiction – Cemetery Walk

Sep 11 2011 Published by under Flash Fiction, My Creations, Writing

Flash fiction writing is a story of 150 words or less. I wrote a bit of it after discovering it on the creative community redbubble.

This was written a few years ago now, but I still really like it

Cemetery Walk – Dan Patmore

As he walked through the cemetery, he noticed a rose that sat in the dirt, beautiful and oblivious to its surroundings. It had been sat there some time, as the mould and moss grew around it undisturbed. As he stopped to pick it up, he noticed how brightly it glowed, in an unnatural, almost insincere fashion.

He stood and observed it for a while. It was fabric, with a velvety warm that was comforting in an unusual day. He walked on, holding it gently, caressing each of the petals. He thought his thoughts and walked his casual walk. It was a day for taking your time, a day to admire the golden tones of the late winter sunshine. A day to breathe deep and feel alive. To be warmed by the simplicity of life, and small moments like a rose in the dirt.


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Flash Fiction – She…

Sep 11 2011 Published by under Flash Fiction, My Creations, Writing

Flash fiction writing is a story of 150 words or less. I wrote a bit of it after discovering it on the creative community redbubble.

She.. by Dan Patmore

She looked in the mirror. Her face was dark and swollen, like the life was fading from her more rapidily than ever. She looked down at her arms. Wirey, they shook uncontrollably as she snatched at the sticky blade on the window sill. She winced as the flesh broke. But at last she was back in control.


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