The Day After Christmas

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

‘Twas the day after Christmas,

And all through the town

The people were resting. ‘Twas time to sit down!

Exhausted and sated, chock full of good food,

The people were tired, but in a fine mood.

Christmas Eve had been silent

As calm filled the air;

As people remembered,

And breathed out a prayer

Of thanks for the Savior, God coming as Man,

Who lived in eternity; His life here began

As an offering of hope and salvation for all!

The blessings of heaven in a baby so small.

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Shortened Vision

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

“Is it as cold up there as it is down here?”

“No, son. Humans couldn’t abide the cold we enjoy. They weren’t made for it.”

“I don’t think I was, either,” sighed the child. “Can they see us?”

“No, They have eyes that see only reflections, but not reality. They imagine they are the only beings who exist at their level.”

“How can that be?”

“They see only what they understand. What they don’t understand, they fear.”

“Wow. That’s no way to live.”

“Indeed not.”

High Crime?

PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox

Zing and Zang had spent a great deal of time of Zerkon, being debriefed on their experiences on Earth. Now, they had returned to study what Earthlings called Christmas.

They were confused.

“What terrible crime did these poor things commit?” said Zing.

“What an awful tradition! I thought their Christmas was a time of joy and love. Not for these poor creatures!”

Hearing footsteps, they blinked to invisibility.

A kind-looking woman squeezed each toy, decided they were dry, and took them down. “Tommy will be happy to have you back,” she said.

Zing and Zang felt a little sheepish.

Vertigo

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Louisa stood still. She squeezed her eyes closed, opened them, shut them again. She stretched out her arm, searching for a solid wall, door, post–anything that wouldn’t move.

Waves of dizziness swallowed her, rocked her, pulled her downward.

The sound of rushing wind filled her head. She swallowed down the nausea, but it rose right back up.

Succumbing, she folded up into a heap on the floor. She drifted into the darkness, welcoming the release.