for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt where we are challenged to write 44 words about Twilight.
Her eyes
a mist of grey
like twilight,
that sparkle, gone.
.
I ask why,
she hears me not.
I will wait
as long as it takes
for her return.
.
But for now
she’s in a place of her own.
.
Somewhere.
.
I know not where.
Poignant.
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Thanks so much Sadje
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A pleasure Keith.
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Thank you Sadje
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How sweet and wistful, Keith. You’ve used your 44 words well.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Here’s mine: https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/10/26/weekend-writing-prompt-twilight/
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Brilliant.
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Thanks Sally
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Very well spun out and heart-touching!
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Thanks Christine
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Whoa! Talk about twilight material … Well woven!
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Thanks so much Na’ama
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🙂
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Oh how poignant and wistful and heart-touching (using all of the above in one)
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Not my usual style which makes your lovely comment even more special.
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So sad, whether due to age or other reasons, when the mind has left to wander and even love cannot follow.
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Indeed it is. Thanks Mimi.
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Hi Keith – so right with the recent weather … mists of time … delightful and sad 44 words … cheers Hilary
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That’s most kind of you Hilary, thank you.
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Oh my, I’m hushed…exquisitely beautiful, and yes, poignant.
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That’s really nice of you, thanks so much.
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You’re quite welcome, Sir.
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Beautifully written. I especially like the eye. Did you draw it?
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I didn’t, but I wish I had! Thanks so much.
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