The Wall – Sunday Photo Fiction

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 the picture (below).
This week’s
lovely photo of what I think is apple blossom and a wheelbarrow, is provided by John Brand.
Good choice, Al.

Click on this link to enter your tale, and to see what others have written.

© John Brand

Click here to listen to this 90-second tale read by the author:
The Wall

It is high, too high to jump.
It is well constructed, with no place for fingers or toes to grip, too smooth to climb.
It is too solid to knock through, at least with the equipment I can muster.
It is, in fact, a wall built for a purpose, which it achieves.
At first glance, anyway.
It is guarded, of course.
Well, not the wall itself, obviously, no one guards a wall, but it is under continual surveillance to ensure it is not breached.
I am unusually creative.
That is one of the reasons I am here, that and my well-documented disregard for society’s accepted standards.
I know what is on the other side.
I know its value, to myself and to many others.
That is why I have to do this.
I am resourceful.
And I have a plan.
I know how to overcome the seemingly insurmountable.
And what to do when I succeed.
I take a deep breath.
I am nervous, naturally.
But I am not afraid.
I move forward.

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14 Responses to The Wall – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. I hope they make it over the wall and to freedom. To a place where creativity and being ‘different’ is celebrated. Evidently, not in the place they need to escape from. Which is why, they seriously need out. Great read 🙂


  2. No I need to know what is on the other side of the wall. Very good CE. I like it,


  3. michael1148humphris says:

    Your story and the wall reminded me of an event many years ago. When the wall was crossed the drop on the other side was bigger. The result two broken legs.


  4. JS Brand says:

    An intriguing tale. I’d love to read the next instalment, but realise that there won’t be one.
    You’ve reminded me how differently we all see what we’re looking at. My attention was drawn to the vacuum cleaner/carpet beater (in a tree?), with the blossom and wheelbarrow following behind. I didn’t take much notice of the wall, or register now high it was. If I had, I’d probably have thought about it keeping people in, rather than out. Thank you for reminding me to open my eyes and mind wider.


  5. Lorraine says:

    So, what is over the wall that the protagonist (and the world?) needs so badly? Love the mystery of just how they might succeed and the consequences.


  6. Mandie Hines says:

    This is a story that leads me to want to read more — about the wall, the other side, and the protagonist. I wonder what he did to end up on this side of the wall.


  7. Très bien cher ami 🙂


  8. mandibelle16 says:

    Very neat piece CE. Your narrator seems well intent on destroying this wall literally and figuratively as well. Maybe our own walls are the hardest to break down? Reminds of one of my favorite poems “The Mendimg Wall” — “Something there is that doesn’t love a wall . . .” Frost
    Hugs CE have an enjoyable week.


  9. Sandra says:

    Sound like a man with a purpose. Nothing, I fear, will stand in his way.


  10. This will be the true spirit of determination 🙂 I am left wondering what is on the other side, I love the way you always leave us with questions.


  11. Joe Owens says:

    There is nothing like determination and an enticing goal to power us up and above any obstacles.


  12. So much of metaphorical truth you have woven. Very relevant in todays fractured times.


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