Six Word Saturday . . .
FLASH FICTION FROM FIVE YEARS AGO
THE SILENCE WAS DEAFENING. Ah Julia I like this prompt, I always observe the silence. Those who have followed me for a long time, will know how moved I was when I visited Gallipoli, and may have read my poem.
11 am November 11th
The silence was deafening. But I heard the first whisperings in my head as I stepped out of the car; Anzac was like an echo chamber full of young men.
Tell my wife I love her, kiss my little girl, tell mum my savings are in a box under the floor, dad I’m sorry, Mary forgive me? I didn’t confess Padre.
Yes, I’ll do my best. One at a time, I’ll make a list.
They always laughed when I said I hear voices, keep taking the medication, they said. Now, finally, I’ve found my vocation. Spirit messenger.
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Lucid Gypsy 
Oh, very good, Gilly
Thank you Sue 🙂
Gilly, that’s so powerful. I have to say I always do too, but I forgot today because we were over on the ilha, far from the madding crowd. Thank you for saying it so beautifully.
You’ve told so many sad stories in so few words. I love your writing – its thoughtfulness and its imaginativeness and its heart-feltness.
I visited Gallipoli about twelve years ago and still remember the emotion of the moment. I was at Ypres 3 weeks ago and took part in the Menin Gate ceremony during my visit and that too, is something I’ll remember for a long time to come.