Industrious: 99 Word Flash Fiction

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© irene waters 2015

Industrious

Ants and bees

But like the queen

I’d like to be

with drones and workers 

at my whim

Industrious , for I’ll accept no shirkers.

 

Industrious

The  revolution

they’d have you believe 

was a precursor to that other

that saw all in factories

working like those ants and bees.

 

Industrious 

they tried to stamp out

with Unions pulling children out

then claiming wages should be fair,

A shorter week they then dared.

 

Industrious,

again in parts

sees children studying for long hours

Knowing when work they must

Schooling will be their only hope

As we all know,

knowledge does empower.

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© irene waters 2015

 

As you can see I had a total writers block on this prompt by Charli where she asked:

December 30, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write an industrious story. It can be about an industry or the efforts of a person or group of people. What does their industry reflect? Does hard work pay off? Are there risks or accidents?

Respond by January 5, 2015 to be included in the weekly compilation.Rules are here. All writers are welcome!

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. Commenced a masters by research in 2014.
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17 Responses to Industrious: 99 Word Flash Fiction

  1. Lisa Reiter says:

    Well, the block certainly diverted you onto something new! I love this Irene and also the effect that forcing ourselves to respond to a fiction prompt results in. Good writing and good for writing 😀

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  2. Sherri says:

    I really enjoyed this flash poem Irene, I think it’s so clever. And I love the scenes depicted in your photos…I’m curious as to where you took them…

    Liked by 1 person

  3. noelleg44 says:

    Great job, Irene. You met the challenge!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Charli Mills says:

    Writers block led to a different flow of creativity. Very industrious of you! I’m so intrigued by these figurines, too. Are they related to the little men among tortured trees?

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  6. Annecdotist says:

    I love this, Irene, it’s really clever and poignant – we’ve freed children from the shackles of the factory only to have them slaving equally long hours on their studies.
    And, as everyone has acknowledged, wonderful images.

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