Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
Flowers often take me back to that simpler time – the 1960s – when the world was young and idealistic.
A generation of people preached peace and brotherly love, then grew up to exploit the banking system and bring the world economy crashing to its knees.
And, in passing, to invade Iraq, Afghanistan and a host of other sovereign states.
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She’s a Lady
My favourite song is an old hippy anthem.
She’s a Lady, by John Sebastian.
It tells of a fleeting but perfect encounter with a girl who is ‘floating along with a whimsical twinkling in her strange green eyes’.
And of the feeling that, some days, ‘it was raining daisies’.
Real sixties’ flower power.
And now, in my own sixties, I am still looking for that special lady who I will love forever.
You see, I am a romantic.
I still believe in true love.
I still think I will find her.
That perfect partner who I won’t get bored or irritated with.
Who makes me feel it might yet, some day, rain daisies.
Who, unlike all the others, I will never have to kill.