RESOLVEA Story by Duane Klinger
A small freewrite inspired by the beautiful weather and lovely mother nature
Resolve a freewrite by Maxwell Kline
He moves slowly, this small creature. His feet carry him mechanically. Long ago he abandoned the idea of thought, preferring instead simple calamitous instinct. Left. Right.
Beneath his feet the ground, spiderwebbed with the first touches of destruction. So large this world. And he, so small, so miniscule. Occasionally he dreams, but he let it be only that. To chase a dream in such a large world. . .why, it was a mere impossibility. He had a job, as most did. A simple daily routine. Day in day out. Mechanically. He did not stray from it. Not far anyway.
He feels nothing and yet everything at once as he looks skyward. All is blue, touched with the occasional intermittent tendril of whiteness, but mostly just blue. An endless ocean of ethereal nothingness. So easily seen and yet untouchable. Unattainable.
Beyond that, he hears, is a world like no other. A utopia. But also, they tell him, it's a wonderful world that he should simply forget about. Such a small specimen could never make it. And yet. . .
He straightens himself up. Slowly, he makes his ascent.
Such a small creature, the ant atop spiderwebbed glass. So miniscule, this lonely creature climbing the blue umbrella.
© 2011 Duane Klinger
Added on May 13, 2011
Last Updated on May 14, 2011
About"You see things; and you say 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say 'Why Not?'" -George Bernard Shaw I was born Dewey Klinger, pen name Maxwell Kine. I've been writing since I was .. more..