Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
angels weep stone tears
the house stands cold and empty
all because she blinked
Angels are always going to remind me of my favorite Doctor (10/14) and those absolutely terrifying set of bad guys-the Weeping Angels! Thanks to Esther and the RDP for the inspirational prompt words of ANGEL and HOUSE.
vibrating, I walk
my heart tinged by tragedy
greed cracks earth’s spirit
but your presence calms despair
strings of resistance lift all
It’s Sunday Whirl time! Let’s keep HOPE alive!
dancing threads of light
a fresh maze for our senses
soundless poetry
Image Credit; Doncoombez @ Unsplash
Thanks to Sadje for such a beautiful prompt photo.
a sigh at sunset
the day’s challenge a standoff
our future unknown
the winter sun glows
fire and ice caught in the gleam
and the day lingers
Staring out the window, I search for the final line of my verse.
Through the looking glass
Beyond the land of wonder
Alice …?
Alice cries for home? Alice mourns for me?
I need to move away from the glass. I can’t focus. Every sound, any little movement, and I’m sure it’s her. Finally. Home for the holidays. She said she’s not interested, but she’s just confused. I can change her mind. Explain things. Show her my words. Convince her she’s meant to be with me. Mine. Forever.
Then it comes to me. The perfect ending:
Alice dies for love.
(100 words)
PHOTO PROMPT ©Yvette Prior
Esther’s Writing Prompt (GLASS) immediately brought Alice in Wonderland to mind and then the Friday Fictioneers photo skewed Wonderland into an even creepier space.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 