One Dark night

This poem was written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. It is for the above picture.

This was somewhat of a personal challenge too. I wanted to see if I could use poetry to tell a story.

Tell me how I did in the comments.

One Dark Night

I walked the deserted road after dark

The halos of the streetlamps, white and stark

I couldn’t control my nerves, bating my breath

This could be the night of my death

Don awaited like an executioner with a noose

I came to face the guillotine, like a doomed goose

He drew his gun, fired a shot to make me stay

I raised my hands in a moribund way

Don said, ‘I want the drugs or the money’

I laughed, ‘Then give me back my honey.’

He fired a second warning shot into a tree

I didn’t care if I died, I had to get her free

I took my phone from my pocket

“Take it easy or I’ll shoot your knee socket”

“Relax, brother. I’m sending you a special pic.”

Don looked and saw an image of his chick

 I laughed, “I think that’s checkmate.”

“Never! Let her go or I’ll lay on a slate”

I stepped forward. ‘Free my daughter first.’

 “From the day you were born, I was cursed.”

“Well, your move. One dies, they both die!”

He seemed to think, often giving me the evil eye

“Let Abbie go — you get Margo and the drugs.”

“Fair enough.” Don stashed his gun, whistled his thugs

“I want you to know I never committed the theft”

Abbie was manhandled into the light from the left

Don blanched, “I know you committed the crime.”

“No,” I said. “You were done by your lady this time.”

Using my phone, I sent Don a new text

He looked at it, becoming worried even vexed

Abbie ran to me, I gave her a relieved cuddle

Don gaped. “Well, it seems I’m in a muddle.”

I grinned. “You’ll find the lady and drugs at the inn.”

“Thank you. Don’t forget you and I are still kin.”

“No more, Don. You took Abbie from me — I’m out.”

 “You won’t get far without me boy scout.”  

I turned to leave, Abbie tucked within my arm

“Come back, brother. Let’s drink at the farm.”

I walked away through the streetlights and dark

The difference between my brother and I was always stark

I smiled, I had my daughter; he had his lady

I knew It was time to enjoy a life less shady

And so with no more drug deals to attend

I walked off into the setting sun, the end

Thanks for reading my friends. As always there are more stories to be enjoyed (I hope) in the Short Stories and Short Stories 2 tabs. There’s also poetry here in Poetry Corner

Have a great day!

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