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Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

Just For a Moment-WDYS 195

Tina Stewart Brakebill

just for a moment

yesterday lives in color

then grief recalls time

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Image credit; Himesh Mehta @ Pexels

I’m sure that “What I See” is deeply connected to my own recent loss (of my dad) but (to me) she looks so unbearably sad.

Visit Sadje’s What Do You See? and tell us what you see.

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

New Hope

Tina Stewart Brakebill

Rising from the depths,

the solo flame meets daylight.

In concert, they join

to purge the night’s dark shadows.

Illuminating new hope.

Image credit https://unsplash.com/@codyhiscox

It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, but I’m determined to make time in 2023! So thanks to MindLoveMiserysMenagerie’s Photo Challenge and Linda Hill’s JusJotJan challenge for getting me back in the game. Please visit their sites for guidelines for the challenges and for some great writing.

Here’s to purging the shadows!

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

Summers Gone By

Tina Stewart Brakebill

It’s miserably hot (again) in Florida, so I hibernated inside today. I was skimming through some photos and found this from a recent trip up north. It brought back memories of my youthful summers in the Midwest. August had a different feel back in the day 😉 It inspired the haiku (or maybe it’s a haibun) below.

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Tassels Touching Blue

That Summer Gone Forever

August In My Mind

Thanks to Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Share Your Day Challenge

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

Un’altra notte rossa

Tina Stewart Brakebill

All around me, conversations swell. I understand little but instead of seeming cacophonous, the words soothe. They distract from my reality until the prosecco dulls the pain.    

Then the old woman who runs the osteria stands over me, “Ciligie”?

Seeing the cherries shakes me from my stupor.

She continues, “Devi rimanere per La Notte Rossa.”

The Red Night.

Stuck in an unrelenting loop, I had forgotten the world moves on. Ciliegie abound. And the people celebrate. But not us.

The cherries taunt me with their promise of sweetness but my mind fills with another red night as darkness falls.

This 99 word story was made possible by the https://carrotranch.com/2022/07/25/template-story-challenge-in-99-words-3/