Once within a forest clearing, whilst I sought my heart some cheering,
With num’rous sorts of very unhealthy choc’late treats I most adore –
While I wandered, knapsack-snacking, dropping errant candy-wrapping,
I thought I heard a quiet flapping, flapping from the forest floor.
“‘Tis no predator,” I whispered, “wrapping from the forest floor –
Only garbage; an eyesore.”

Then came hum’rous Fate permitting; sending to me, most unwitting,
The view of who had made the flapping, from the littered forest floor:
Eager girl scout sitting, beaming, as I jumped up, scared and screaming –
I’m out of words; there is no more.


Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge.

18 thoughts on “Everlore

    • Chelsea Owens March 5, 2018 / 7:20 am

      That was my favorite line, too! It’s so fun to say. I’ll have to actually complete the couplet later, when not writing a mere 99 words. 😀

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  1. Syed Danish March 5, 2018 / 7:02 am

    Great blog chelsea 👍

    Love your poems 😚❤😉

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  2. Lesleykluchin March 5, 2018 / 9:25 am

    That was brilliant! A sheer delight to read! Thank you for sharing.

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  3. Charli Mills March 7, 2018 / 11:48 pm

    The language, unmistakable Poe verse, and the circumstances are a perfect literary storm. Fabulous, Chelsea!

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      • Charli Mills March 10, 2018 / 7:10 pm

        And quoth, the Charli did…I read this aloud to a group of Vietnam vets and their wives. It was a huge hit and in return, I gained a shared story from a vet. So thank you!

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    • Chelsea Owens March 8, 2018 / 6:24 am

      Litter leaves incessant wrappers, flappers when one walks outdoors.


  4. Colleen Chesebro March 8, 2018 / 8:48 am

    How creative! I love your poetry. Well done. ❤

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  5. Violet Lentz April 3, 2019 / 7:54 am

    I love this! The flow is perfect, and your word choices divine! Definitely Poesque, but with a hint of chocolate…

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