Author: Sage Harper
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Characters: Hawkeye
Prompt: Utopia
Rating: U
Author's Notes:
Crab-apple cove, Maine
Clapboard houses, painted cheery colours
Front doors it’s safe to leave unlocked
Trees standing proud, their leaves exploding into a kaleidoscope every fall
Their fruits set to become the fillings of raved about pies, in the cosy local diner
People who look you in the eye, smile and wave; they always take the time to ask ‘how’s your day?’
The silvery ocean clapping against the shore, under watchful eye of the lighthouse
Paradise on earth beneath wide open blue skies
He may be thousands of miles from home, but Hawkeye can always visit it in his dream
Author: Sage Harper
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Characters: Father Mulcahy
Prompt: Votary
Rating: U
Author's Notes:
Sometimes the father felt hopeless
He could not heal the sick, as the doctors did
Couldn’t bend the will of ‘higher powers’, as Colonels could
He didn’t always have answers for the questions they all wanted answers to
It seemed sometimes the heavens got so swamped with all the other desperate prayers they couldn’t take his messages
He silently raged at this fight, the futility of it all
Yet when he saw the comfort he could give
The delight of the orphans his visits brought
Saw those tiny moments that made all the difference
He knew God had his reasons
Author: Sage Harper
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Characters: Margaret
Prompt: Wan
Rating: PG
Author's Notes:
Margaret hadn’t realised how pale she’d become
That everyone had, really
It was the war, damn thing slowly sucking the life out of them
Those late night shifts in OR that bled into late mornings
The food that only just kept them alive, in a cocktail with black coffee and every kind of booze
Because sometimes 98.5% survival rate just wasn’t good enough
Then you had to sleep afterwards, to scrape together your last dusting of strength.
Just like she was doing with her pot of rouge
Some colour to hide the strain, to keep soldering on
No use complaining
Author: Sage Harper
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Characters: Frank Burns
Prompt: Xenophobia
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: This in no way represents my own views
Frank hated the Koreans
Well he would, if he put that much thought into it.
He simply acted on an instinct of sorts, an inherent distrust.
It was painfully obvious what these people were like
You could see it all around
And the solutions to the problems were just as clear.
There was one thing he couldn’t understand though …
How he was the only one who saw it
Everyone else would just brush it aside, tell him he was being irrational, make some wisecrack trying to prove him wrong
Well nerts to them; they’d see the truth some day
Author: Sage Harper
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Characters: the main players
Prompt: Yearn
Rating: U
Author's Notes:
Radar wants to be taller, smarter, stronger … a man
Hawkeye wouldn’t pass on R&R, with the latest lovely. Some respite from the madness.
Letters fill BJ with yearning, his wife building a new house, their daughter growing up oceans away, life without him
Margaret craves discipline, respect, order … to have this chaos neat and bearable
Colonel Potter can’t remember when he last held his wife, but the memory of that touch is still so painfully vivid
Charles would like some suitable class and intellectual stimulation
Everyone knows what Klinger wants
It’s what they all want
To go home
Author: Sage Harper
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Characters: the whole 4077
Prompt: Zeitgeist
Rating: U
Author's Notes: The song in question is of course 'Hotel California'
They want to forget
Move on, fresh new lives, make something better, don’t look back
It works for a while
Then the cracks begin show
Insomnia, clandestine phone calls, reunions, disassociation
The realisation of storm cloud in their assumed paradise, of being trapped in a purgatory
Ripped from their comfort, home a strangers land, alone once again
They’ve been here before of course, getting through it knowing this liberation would come
Now it has, hollow, lonely
What of them now?
Eventually a song will sum it up;
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave