Sarah Ann Hall

Reporting on writing in progress or, more probably, not; practising flash fiction.

Ligo Haibun Challenge – Photo prompt 7/6/13

with 17 comments

This week’s Ligo Haibun Challenge offered two photo prompts. This one, courtesy of Pirate, poked at the germ of something someone once told me.


Copyright - Pirate

Copyright – Pirate

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John Remembers (188 words)

With mottled hands and stiff fingers, John picks through the strips of paper and card, curling now like autumn leaves. He kept them in an old tobacco tin, before he had so many they filled an ice-cream tub.

He inherited bearskin, boots and jodhpurs, and left them to be passed on. These phone numbers, scrawled on fag packets and pages pulled from address books, were the only things that were his alone. Contact details for willing women, shoved into his boots as he sat on mounted guard. If he remembered when he came off parade he would append their vital statistics – brunette, 5’8’’, great tits, ironing-board arse; mousy, petite, cute smile.

He pulls a couple of postcards from the pile, thinks hard, tries to remember the donors. Too late, their faces lost.

He didn’t call any of them. Not one. He was scared then, and regrets it now. What fun he might have had. What retribution would have been visited upon him when found out!

He smiles, shrugs, and tosses the lot into the recycling bin.


as health ebbs away

memories serve to save soul

past lives forgotten



Written by Sarah Ann

June 13, 2013 at 6:25 pm

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  1. “He was scared then, and regrets it now.” There’s a lot of truth there! I can think of so many times that fear has led to regret…


    June 13, 2013 at 6:38 pm

    • I went with ‘… but regrets it now’ first. The ‘and’ seemed to make it stronger.
      And yes, fear can lead to regrets, or save us from folly?

      Sarah Ann

      June 15, 2013 at 10:18 am

      • I think it can save us sometimes. I guess you need to think about the odds: am I more likely to regret giving into fear or not?


        June 15, 2013 at 12:59 pm

  2. made a very interesting read and a meaningful haiku. Cheers


    June 14, 2013 at 1:07 am

    • Thank you. I wasn’t sure on the haiku – I couldn’t decide between ‘remembered’ or ‘forgotten’ as the last word. Glad I chose the right one in the end.

      Sarah Ann

      June 15, 2013 at 10:20 am

  3. Very beautiful and well done! The memories are poignant and as rich as they would be. Nicely composed with finishing haiku!

    Penny L Howe

    June 14, 2013 at 2:18 am

    • Many thanks, Penny, for your comment. I felt this was a bit rushed and unfinished, so knowing you found John’s memories rich and poignant is really encouraging.

      Sarah Ann

      June 15, 2013 at 10:29 am

      • I think most all writers (true of me certainly) always see where they could improve upon their written word Sarah Ann. But sometimes, it is very good, just as it is (even when rushed)!

        Penny L Howe

        June 15, 2013 at 10:51 pm

      • Thank you Penny. That’s really supportive and encouraging.

        Sarah Ann

        June 18, 2013 at 9:10 pm

  4. Nice moment caught- and a very good haiku.


    June 14, 2013 at 5:46 am

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  7. I really love the haiku


    June 17, 2013 at 4:23 pm

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