Hilda Oakley

Australian author and poet

Archive for the 'Short Stories' Category


   Mar 12

Earthquake in New Zealand

A personal response to the earthquake tragedy in New Zealand. Written by a former resident of New Zealand. A loud ‘Crack!’ rent the mid-day air. It sounded like a shotgun being fired in the main CBD streets of Christchurch.  The buildings began swaying.  There was a rally of powerful explosion after explosion.  Many buildings were […]

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   Jan 06

The Day They Took the Tree Away

Thunder roared!  Lightning flashed across the sky. Out for a quiet walk, then holding hands, they ran to their favourite tree.  Wild was the storm.  Nothing could keep them apart.  Their hearts were pounding, racing, throbbing. They enjoyed the privacy of this place.  They had their first kiss and burning desire here, but their bodies […]

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   Jan 06

Egypt

A blood curdling scream filled the air, not unusual during an evening in this Egyptian city.  Most people were asleep or just ignored the noise, continuing to go about their own business. Habib, an archaeologist, and his daughter Vashti, were also about to turn in.  Habib sensed danger.  Peering outside, he noticed a man half […]

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   Jan 06

Balloons

Balloons!  Balloons!  The sound echoed in his brain.  He woke up with a start.  He’d been dreaming once more.  Then he spotted it; a vivid red balloon flying high in the sky, then gently it landed beside him, and memories flooded his mind of when he was a wee lad and the circus had come […]

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   Jan 06

Gypsy Fever

Cyan was pining for, and missing her best friend.  Loneliness and pain seared her heart. “Lost,” they told her.  “Stolen by gypsies,” was another ploy they used. It was useless looking for her now.  She would be lost forever.  When-ever Cyan brought up the subject, they became angrier and angrier. Her real mother was gentle, […]

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