February 13th, 2016

Story a day: 2.13.16

Prompt: Today's form is ABC.

First line starts with "a," second with "b," third with "c," etc.


A stream crossed his way,
bisecting his road,
condemning him to stay
downhill with his load.

Emptying that heavy burden,
Fred sat down to worry.
Going home, all of a sudden,
he wished to do in a hurry.

Into the night he contemplated,
just hoping for a way across.
Kith and kin there awaited
little Fred, scared and lost.

Music sprang up just at this hour.
No music like Fred'd ever known.
On its river, Fred drank up power,
pulsing inside him with a sweet tone.

Quickly he flew to his feet and across that
roiling tide that lay in his way.
Sailing along just a swift as a cat
and all the way home, there to stay.