Harmonica


Sandwiched in between thick jail walls, the harmonica player's music snakes and curls into cells, dark and lonely. Perhaps he plays to overcome the silence of the gallows, nooses swaying in gentle breezes.



This piece was written for this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge.  

This weekend we are giving you three variations on a prompt.  We need you to give us 33 words back, and 2 of those words must be either "cheap flights," "sandwiched in" or "spectacularly clean."  This weekend, your piece must also be non-fiction (poetry or prose).  And yes, we reserve the right to call your mothers and former lovers to ask for verification on your tales.

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Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams: Harmonica

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Harmonica


Sandwiched in between thick jail walls, the harmonica player's music snakes and curls into cells, dark and lonely. Perhaps he plays to overcome the silence of the gallows, nooses swaying in gentle breezes.



This piece was written for this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge.  

This weekend we are giving you three variations on a prompt.  We need you to give us 33 words back, and 2 of those words must be either "cheap flights," "sandwiched in" or "spectacularly clean."  This weekend, your piece must also be non-fiction (poetry or prose).  And yes, we reserve the right to call your mothers and former lovers to ask for verification on your tales.

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22 Comments:

At December 8, 2012 at 2:33 PM , Blogger Stephanie B. @B4Steph said...

Kelly, you are on a roll. This is beautiful. Sure makes me want to learn the whole story.

 
At December 8, 2012 at 4:27 PM , Blogger kymm said...

Sure glad I'm not in that cell!

 
At December 8, 2012 at 5:18 PM , Blogger Draug said...

I love this piece (: Great job!

 
At December 8, 2012 at 5:41 PM , Anonymous Lance said...

haunting and literary. so, you know jail cells and harmonica players. do tell.

well done kelly

 
At December 8, 2012 at 5:44 PM , Anonymous rashmenon said...

this is masterly; you are a master of the craft!

 
At December 8, 2012 at 6:43 PM , Anonymous Sorrows In A Serenade said...

Creepy but beautiful!

 
At December 8, 2012 at 8:49 PM , Blogger Ruby Manchanda said...

This is beautifully written.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 7:39 AM , OpenID thereporterandthegirl said...

Nicely written!

 
At December 9, 2012 at 9:06 AM , Blogger Jennifer said...

So... forlorn.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:27 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Thanks, Stephanie. I really want to know why this guy was playing his harmonica in the jail...

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:27 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Yes, me too! Thanks for reading!

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:28 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Thanks - I wanted to make it creative non-fiction without being too personal.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:28 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Thanks, Lance. Strictly an observer.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:28 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Thanks you! This was fun to write.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:28 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

It was very creepy going to the exercise yard to see the gallows.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:29 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Thanks, Ruby!

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:29 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Thanks!

 
At December 9, 2012 at 1:30 PM , Blogger Kelly Garriott Waite said...

Very. Thanks for reading!

 
At December 9, 2012 at 4:36 PM , Blogger Tara R. said...

I like the imagery of the music 'snaking' through the prison walls.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 5:22 PM , Blogger Gina said...

Gallows and swinging nooses = Chilling. I'm hoping you were an outsider looking in.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 7:56 PM , Blogger Sandra said...

Exactly what Tara said! You have such a way with words! I really enjoyed this one.

 
At December 9, 2012 at 9:09 PM , Anonymous Kelly said...

Very nice.

 

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