Hello Readers, The Carrot Ranch writing prompt this week is to create a flash-fiction piece of 99 words, which expresses the phrase, “scream inside your heart.”
Here is the Priorhouse submission:
Title: Rose-Colored Glasses
Word Count: 99
Adjusting my seat, I dusted lint from my black dress.
The tradition of black clothes for funerals, where’d it start?
Seats fill up.
People eulogize the deceased.
Rose-colored glasses for everyone.
Praise is over the top.
Sure, the deceased had good traits
but also –
the gossip, contention, and spats she started!
Rose-colored glasses assuage the heaviness from the finality of death
but I’m not adding to the adulation!
Seated calmly, feet grounded,
hands relaxed, face soft –
I’m screaming in my heart.
Oh, the troubles she caused.
The black stains, hurts, pain.
brings a bit of gain.
This fiction idea was inspired by Charli’s prompt (scream in your heart) and a funeral I went to a while back. I was invited to get up and speak – to eulogize- but refrained because it just felt wrong to add to the praise when I vividly recalled so much of the trouble this lady caused. She was sweet, and even awesome in many ways, but with stunted maturity and poor coping, well… you know how it is, I just could not speak at that one.
I know at funerals we sometimes honor the deceased with some bountiful praise because it can be respectful; it can help people cope and heal as well. Death can be so heavy, so yucky, and just oh so sad. And the rose-colored glasses we might put on are for the living as well as for the deceased.
Thanks for reading – and smile, because we have the gift of life. And it is a gift. Let’s embrace each day.
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