Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Gifts


Catastrophe! 
Tires squeal, glass breaks and metal crumples. 
The bike and I are a wreck.
They part me out like an old Dodge.
A kidney to her, corneas to him.
My heart to a nice young man.
May it serve him well.

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22 comments:

  1. Stephanie FarisNovember 11, 2015 at 6:16 AM

    Aww...sad story. But happy for those who receive those gifts.

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    1. Joe OrmerodNovember 11, 2015 at 12:26 PM

      Out of the bad, comes some good. I tried to show that.

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  2. LIVNovember 11, 2015 at 9:14 AM

    That is a sad story...

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    1. Joe OrmerodNovember 11, 2015 at 12:29 PM

      But happy for those that survive...their lives are changed forever by that gift.

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  3. Jasbir Kaur Dalip (Beeray)November 11, 2015 at 10:29 AM

    Beautiful that he still had something to give even after his death.

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  4. AnonymousNovember 11, 2015 at 12:43 PM

    Powerful message in your micro story!

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  5. CathyNovember 11, 2015 at 1:38 PM

    Wow! Tragic, yet life-affirming.

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    1. Joe OrmerodNovember 11, 2015 at 4:04 PM

      So many lives can be saved by organ donation, I encourage everyone to sign up that wants to save a life.

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  6. TMWHickmanNovember 11, 2015 at 8:17 PM

    Out of tragedy comes life.

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    1. Joe OrmerodNovember 11, 2015 at 8:50 PM

      Sometimes that is the best we can hope for TMW! :-)

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  7. UnknownNovember 12, 2015 at 10:00 AM

    Sad, tragic story. You described the crash so vividly and captured beautifully how the donation of organs brought hope to someone else. Beautifully told!♥

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  8. StacieNovember 12, 2015 at 1:50 PM

    We went in a similar direction. Great minds!

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    1. Joe OrmerodNovember 12, 2015 at 2:37 PM

      I saw that Stacie, that's the first place my mind went...aside from San Francisco! LOL

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  9. AnonymousNovember 12, 2015 at 9:41 PM

    "They part me out like an old Dodge." Ha! I can hear my dad saying something like that. I mean that in a good way; I've never heard that simile before, but it's so well put it feels like I have, you know?

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    1. Joe OrmerodNovember 12, 2015 at 10:12 PM

      Thank you Nathan! And Congrats on your win!!! Good story!

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  10. UnknownNovember 13, 2015 at 3:49 PM

    I'm a donor - I just hate the fact that I have to die to give! lol - that said, I DO donate my blood every couple of months.

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    1. Joe OrmerodNovember 13, 2015 at 8:27 PM

      The Red Cross sets up blood drives where I work every few months, I always donate.

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  11. Sheetal ShJanuary 15, 2016 at 1:21 AM

    Awesome! Beautiful story I mean I cant find words to express that how I liked it! Keep it up!
    I too write short stories you may like to see some of my art pieces at http://sheena-sh.blogspot.in/
    But yes yours is simply amazing!

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    1. Joe OrmerodJanuary 15, 2016 at 1:45 AM

      Sheetal, thank you for reading. I'm glad you enjoyed this one. I look forward to reading some of your work as well, thank you for the encouragement.

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