Inside the Mind of Isadora


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Friday Fictioneers – I’m Late – I’m Late

The subway doors opened. People poured off the train like swarms of ants.

Milagros rushed to get to her job. She hadn’t eaten and felt faint. She was late but needed to eat something. Her stomach growled as she ordered coffee and bagel in an out-of-breath voice.

“To go?”, the barista asked.

“Yes,” she said impatiently.

Panic took over the hunger pangs as she searched for her wallet.

Gone.

This can’t be happening.

From behind she heard, “Is this yours?”

“Yes!!!”

“It was on the floor”.

“I can’t thank you enough”

Sure you can, How ‘bout a date?”

2017©Isadora DeLaVega

Word Count: 100
Genre: Flash Fiction
Photo Prompt: Marie Gail Stratford

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Friday Fictioneers – Perfect Moments

Another day is about to pass. With wide eyes, I see into the remains of the day. The red ink, in the blue milk skies, illuminating the world before dusk. I love you as the night loves shadow. I love the essence of all you are. Each time I see your handcrafted goblets, a smile invades my lips.

When I’m alone like this, you’re always in my heart. The sun massages my face from the suns rays streaming through the open window. The wind ruffles my hair. I can feel your exhaustion against yielding grain like my thoughts of you.
©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Sarah Ann Hall

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Nurture Yourself – Enjoy Every Moment

Because the season of Autumn is upon us,

the changing foliage reminds us of the changes

we must make throughout our lives.

Every petal, leaf or bark shed

is a layer we shed on our own journey

to our final destination.

Relish in the colors of our lives.
Namaste, Isadora

2017©Isadora De La Vega

Namaste
I honor the place in you
in which the entire universe dwells.
I honor the place in you
which is of Love, and of Truth,
of Light and of Peace.
When you are in that place in you
and I am in that place in me.
We are One.

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Friday Fictioneers – In the Garden

 

She was waiting for him in the garden. He’d gone to get some wine for their moonlight stargazing tonight. He was always very romantic.

Walking among his many prize-winning roses, she was enveloped by their aroma. There were many varieties. He was proud of his green thumb.

Turning, she saw him running towards her.

“Mona!”

“My precious flower. The love of my life”.

He finally said it.

Oh, Pierre!

“Mona, my flower!”

“Oh, Pierre! I love you too!”

Pierre reached her. He knelt down and moved her foot aside.

“My flower!”

“You were standing on my prized-winning flower.”

2017©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt:Sarah Potter

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers – Forever All Alone

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Darkness covers me, like a blanket
Shadows, surround my thoughts
My arms wrap tightly round me
Deserted, no ones home
You keep me isolated
My only friend, just you
Smiles ne’er intrude our space
With you, I’m safe and whole
The thorns of my emotions
Keep rising from deep inside
Always in your shadows
Always in your arms
I cannot see the rose
Only thorns of pain
Madness all around me
Keeps me huddled tight
Tomorrow, won’t be different
It will always be the same
Fear keeps me shaking
My spirits tattered, worn
Darkness gives me comfort
Forever, all alone
2016©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Poetry
Word Count: 100

 

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Aesthetic- Tree of Life

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I am unique
I can’t make people value me.
All I can do is show them who I am
What I feel,
And what I believe in.
It’s up to them to realize my
Worth
I am unique
2017©Isadora De La Vega

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To be aesthetic is to have an interest or to be concern;

to have an appreciation of beauty. An art sculpture can give great aesthetic pleasure.aesthetics

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Friday Fictioneers – Trapped

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Before dawn, Paw fed the horses, pigs and chickens.

It had snowed all night. It was going to be a rough day for setting traps.

Fresh eggs and ham were ready when I got up.

“A good breakfast will get you through the day,” Maw said.

We took the North end of the farm. Maw took the South end with Bubba.

Beaver skins helped make us money in winter.

No sign of Maw when we got home. Paw and I went out to find her.

She was slumped in the snow.

Bubba cried out, “Paw, Help”!

“Maw caught her foot”.

2016©Isadora De La Vega

Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt: ©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields


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