Friday Fictioneers – Caller

Copyright Danny Bowman

Copyright Danny Bowman

There are whispers here.

Listen carefully and you can catch the odd word or phrase on the wind.

Echoes of long distance love affairs, romance and connections.

“I love you”.

“I miss you”.

“See you soon.”

Amid these swirls a darker sort of those who lost their way calling for help that will never come.

“I need you.”

“Please find me.”

“Something’s gone wrong.”

“Broken.”

“Crashed.”

“Help.”

They don’t use these anymore.

There is no-one left to pick up.

Just the echoes and the dust and long forgotten conversations.

 

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32 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Caller

    • Thanks Ndlovu.

      African people regard the elephant with a very deep reverence. The Zulu, Tswana and Tsonga names for the elephant all mean ‘the forceful one’, ‘the unstoppable one’.

  1. Ditto kwadwo….
    Whispers of human connectedness (or not connected), coupled dusty memories, maybe best forgotten, but some still a little cherished, of scratchy conversations, listened to like old LP record albums. Nice piece. Randy

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