Remeberance
I, though I never met her, think that she must’ve been a very wonderful person. I’m not really good at this, but, she was a good writer, and I’m fairly sure we…
In Rememberance of Jesi
As many of you are aware, a fellow ficleteer has fallen. Our beloved "Not You," real name Jesi, wife of Mighty Joe Young, passed away this morning (September 9, 2009, around 1:00 AM). This challenge isn't a competitive one. There will be no winners, no losers. It is a memorial. Write what you feel, here. It can be a heartfelt eulogy, a poem, a story... You could even create a story involving Jesi, something fun and adventurous, something beautiful... I'd like to think that Jesi has internet access wherever she went, and will read all the stories posted here. Jesi, we all love you and miss you. Joe, we're here for you. Much love.
Challengers
31 entriesNo News.
No shops were closed on the cold September. No newspaper boys with heavy coats and loud voices yelled, “Extra Extra Read all about it.” No schools were closed…
Jesi
A pretty lady, Watching over Ficleteers: Heaven’s new angel.
For Jesi And Mighty-Joe
You left me, yes its true But while you were here I was just happy to be stuck with you Every time I close my eyes Thinking of you, that’s no surprise It gets…
For Jesi
That familiar, tight feeling wells up in my throat. Don’t cry, don’t cry, I think. But I can’t help but cry for someone that I didn’t even know. Through her…
I only wish I could write better...
I’m trying to write a remembrance for a friend, Whose roots lie a million miles away, Whose spirit, now even farther, And yet whose heart reaches out to me, a…
For Mighty Joe
She will be there in the sunrise; In the smell of shampoo; You’ll feel her in the night when you least expect it; When you hear a baby laugh you’ll smile again…
Paper Mache
Jesi encouraged others with her words, laying on the love thick, gluing us all together like paper mache, we the torn papers who often felt insignificant. She…
i believe
i believe in God. infinite in mercy, but loving enough to leave us to our own devices. even if it means we sometimes experience pain. i believe that heaven is…
Detective Young
I knew that silhouette behind the beveled glass, a dame like no other. My traitorous heart leaped against my sternum. She pushed her way into my office, the…
Her and Fire
I light a candle For her spirit Looking at it The fire burns bright She is that fire Her personallity All bright and strong Dancing in time and wind Catches…
remember
it’s the way the wind moves the clouds over the trees and a slight breath of it lifts the grasses full and heavy and ripe and fit to burst and somewhere a…
Not You, Not Yet
A woman was there. Nobody seemed to notice her, but Jesi felt her presence. The woman gently stroked her shoulder, gave her a kiss on the cheek and said…
Jesi
Jesi, I apologize if this fails to do you justice. When I think of what little I know of you, from your writing and from comments of yours I’ve read, three…
We Needed A New Muse
“I guess this Internet thing isn’t going away anytime soon,” the Universe said to himself. “Huh?” piped up the Universe’s-Inner-Child. “Sorry, I was reading.”…
Still here
Reaching deep inside my heart I hear the cries In just one blink it reaches my eyes I fight it off with a couple of huffs but its alright she says, I don’t…
Upon a Writer's Death
A pen is silenced lying still now on the half-empty page. It’s a fire burning through the library. Words we never read disappearing before our eyes. A heart is…
Bearing Loss
When all is said we lay to rest and let the rest be said. Our things move south, our eyes to the mouth, and our fearing fingers goes straight to the no land…
A Rainbow Has no end
Today I wear colours The brightest of hues In remembrance of a rainbow ‘Jesi,’ that is you.
I can't even imagine
no stronger love has there ever been than what I saw in Jesi for Eddy-Joe no story was complete without her words she’d finish them for him he didn’t even have…