Blogger Creative Challenge 236: Gold/Golden

Neighbour outside door

Somewhere in the dark
She is waiting
Holding the candle with its quivering flame
She might have a skin of golden hues
Her heart is not golden
Just empty and black
Forbidding
If you see her, walk the other way
Do not ask how she lights her candle
What is burning in the flames
You will see things that should not be seen
You will hear the screams of the lost
Not all that glitters is always gold

Daily Prompt: Burning Down the House

Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab?

Firefighter Exercise Feldbrunnen-Riedholz

“Run for your life, the house is on fire.”

“How is the insurance? Will it cover all the furniture and my clothes.”

“Yes, dear, no problem, now run.”

“So I don’t have to bother with packing anything to wear, and at last we can get rid of the old furniture.”

“What are you dithering about, go, go, go.”

She was thinking why do men just think about running away from responsibility. There are certain things that I would be lost without. My smart phone, must grab it, I have all my important apps on it. My computer? No that is just a little too big to carry but my new iPad and my Kindle. My books cannot be replaced and at least I would have something to read to pass time.

“Can we go now? What are you carrying. You will definitely not need all that computer stuff. It is now a matter of life and death, the flames are crawling into the garage. The car could explode.”

“Yes, dear, just stay calm. I have to get my camera.”

“What do you need a camera for?”

“Well our house doesn’t burn down every day, and I want some photos as a souvenir. I might be able to use them in a blog. Now that would be something not everyone has. A blog entitled “The Day my house burnt down.”

“You are thinking about writing a blog with photos of our burning house, and I am thinking about saving our lives.”

“No problem, just stay cool. I have to get my passport.”

“That is really not necessary, you can have that replaced.”

“I know, but if everything is burnt down, there is no point staying here. When you have sorted everything out and we have somewhere to live, just let me know. You can mail me or call on my telephone and I will think it over.”

“It sounds like you are glad to get rid of me. You women are strange creatures.”

So she ran out of the house with her smartphone, iPad, Kindle, camera and passport, thinking at last. That was a good idea I had. At last I have got rid of him. She took a taxi to the airport. Joe was waiting for her at the airport with her case that she had left with him the day before. Their plane was leaving in an hour, so she just had time.

Daily Prompt: Burning Down the House