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

Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
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.
I see your face in the morning shadows
your lost voice echoing in the abyss
the memory sharp like a bramble rose
I see your face in the morning shadows
autumn’s gold curves in its final death throes
as fate and the future meet in a kiss
I see your face in the morning shadows
your lost voice echoing in the abyss

Image credit; Adam Bixby @ Unsplash
Both the image and the prompt word (MISS) inspired the same feeling in me: a sense of loss. So, sorry for the melancholy, but I did enjoy the process! Thanks to the following:
Having fun with the Triolet this week. According to
https://bysarahwhiley.wordpress.com/
A Triolet is an 8-line poem where lines repeat in a beautiful rhythm:
Lines 1, 4, and 7 are the same, and lines 2 and 8 are also repeated.
The rhyme scheme looks like this: ABaAabAB (uppercase = repeated lines).
If you’d like to make it a little trickier, try writing each line with 8 syllables (iambic tetrameter, the classic French style) — or challenge yourself with 10 syllables per line (the English version). [I did 10-syllables today.]
unreliable
in the waning golden glow
hold fast or let go
surrender expectations
free in ambiguity

Image credit; Doncoombez @ Unsplash
alarm bells ring out
the moon looms in the heavens
my nightmare made real
devious beauty
the golden lava cascades
foretelling the end

Oops-I’m back with some doom and gloom. Thanks to Linda and Susi for the inspiration.