This challenge is produced by GirlieOnTheEdge with the following simple rules:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word – CHARM
Click here to hear the author read his words:
Beguile
Just seeing the word reminds me of you, my darling.
You could charm the birds from the sea and the fish from the sky, and vice versa.
If you smiled at the most boisterous of building-sites, the men stopped whistling, looked at each other in some embarrassment, and clapped softly.
A brief glance could, and often did, beguile any man.
But, of course, you didn’t know what you had, or what you had to lose, and you used it once too often.
Doesn’t work quite so well now, does it, my love?
Ooof! A bitter final line–what evil lurks in the heart of the narrator?
(Biting my nails on this one)
Ooh err. What a last line! My imagination is running riot. A grand spotty poem!
You can’t miss the acerbic tone of the narrator in both the written and audio. Oh, and leave us hanging in suspense to boot, why don’t you, lol
Nicely done, C. E.!
You never know what you have until it’s gone.
It sounds like she beguiled one man too many, perhaps one who beguiled others like herself in his own way.
What a foxy lady. We seem to have followed similar routes, right down to the title. I wonder if she knows my fella!
Wishing you everything you wish for yourself in the New Year!
Eish! That final line… My imagination is attempting to outrun Jenne’s.
Dude!*
That part of my brain (which I suspect we, here, are all prone to) is riffling through the Bard and any other classical work hearing the call of a howl of ….something.
Effective Six, yo
* resonating with jenne49’s succinct commentationing
‘You could charm the birds from the sea and the fish from the sky, and vice versa.’ A gem.
‘My darling, ‘my love’ – the words say one thing, the tone another.
Beautifully – and bitterly – crafted portrait of a woman.
And that last line… Ouch.
My imagination is running riot.