Inside the Mind of Isadora

Friday Fictioneers – Childhood Memory

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My eyes must be deceiving me. 

It’s my childhood bike.

I reflect on the hours of recreation we had together.

You gave me happy days of endless activity. 

I never thought I’d grow to ignore you, but other things took your place.

Here you are in Momma’s crumbling house; your body rusted, consumed with decay.

 I didn’t expect you to be here among the memories of my childhood.

You played a sweet symphony of shades of color for me to enjoy.

Fear of endings grasps my emotions. 

I banish them to the disposable world, and their unique beauty ends.

2021©Isadora De La Vega

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Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 words

Photo Prompt©LisaFox

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Author: Inside the Mind of Isadora

Intriguing, sensitive, mysterious, loving, artistic and crackling with excitement for life is a pretty good description of who I am. I just retired from the world of art where I sold my Artfully Designed Handmade Jewelry for 28 years; although, art will always be a part of whom I am no matter what venue I choose to express it.

26 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Childhood Memory

  1. I truly enjoyed reading this, Isadora. There is a touch of sad regret in the words, “I never thought I’d grow to ignore you, but other things took your place.” This was beautifully penned.

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  2. Things like that can hurl you right back into the past. Beautifully written reflections.

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  3. Amazingly put – and if you think of it – eventually all of life and all objects end up this way…

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  4. Fabulous last two lines. Very well done.

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  5. That could be a story of a former lover! Just saying.

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  6. It’s good to remember if only for a moment or two. Nice one Isadora.

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  7. Querida Isadora,

    Growing up changes things, doesn’t it? Hermosas palabras mi amiga. Bien escrito.

    Shalom y abrazos,

    Rochelle

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  8. This is so beautiful, Isadora. I love the soft reminiscent voice I hear when reading, so well done.

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  9. ” I never thought I’d grow to ignore you, but other things took your place.” It is so true that material goods loose their place. But they leave memories – often good memories.

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  10. A moment of fond recollection before the present world rushes back.

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  11. Wonderful reminiscing about the bike. Very skilfully you show her turning away. She knows the danger of dwelling in the past.

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  12. I liked the way this is about so much more than a bike

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