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#writephoto – A Glint of Light – #shortstory

24 Monday Sep 2018

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I am lost in a place filled with open spaces, and decorated with stone pillars which mark the way down a long hall, dark, yet bright. Still, I cannot figure out where this is taking me, endlessly walking down a corridor of unlit lights, and dull concrete; weathered by what, I do not know.

A glint of light, a reflection, catches my eye and I gingerly walk toward it, but the closer I get, the farther away it becomes; an ever changing labyrinth of light and mirrors; playing games with my eyes. Or is it just my imagination, a trick of some sort to make me think I have lost my mind.

Walking closer still, I notice walls around me, walls that were not there, or were they? Perhaps I am losing my mind in this maze. I turn back, hoping to find my way to some sense of reality. Taking one more turn, I see the glint of light once more, this time it seems closer. Determined to discover exactly what it is, I run toward it, and as I finally reach it, it’s gone.

All that is left is my reflection in a pane of glass, and a door leading onward. Unsure of why, I open the door….and disappear.

 

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#writephoto – Spectral – #poetry

16 Sunday Sep 2018

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In swirls of mist, the echoes speak
Take heed to what you hear
For once the sunlight starts to peek
This all will, soon, disappear

Shrouded by gray, in the foggy morn
A spectral being, arrives, forlorn

His castle, now in ruins, lay
As he recalls that fateful day

When men stood brave, atop the wall
Then mightily, one by one, did fall

Soldiers, rigid, took the chance
Heroic men, who bowed to thee
Imprisoned, by your ignorant stance
A realm of misfortune, you did not foresee

Now, this being, in limbo’s cell
Fears, for there is no return
Caught in eternal living hell
His freedom is what he yearns

 

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#writephoto – Turning – #poetry

10 Monday Sep 2018

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I watch as summer fades to past, and autumn shows her face, and yet, as autumn colors Earth, winter comes so fast. No more warmth, nor sunny days, snow white mountains fill the sky; gold and red do fade away, and all I can do is sigh. Too quickly do the seasons change, one by one, they disappear; and feelings that are ever strange, within me, quite austere. But I will stand atop this rock, hear the winds call my name; open my mind, breathe in, take stock, let the mountains, my soul, reclaim

 

Join Sue, every Thursday, as she delights us with a new photo (or two)!  Thanks again, for another beautiful photo prompt!

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#writephoto – Friday Fantasy ~ Watcher – #poetry

31 Friday Aug 2018

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Spirit move, through mountain mist

Embrace the morning’s secret kiss

Watch, as grass and earth appear

Knowing, soon, the sun grows near

Tis your time to, again, return

Where hidden, deep, beyond the berm

Is the mystical place, in which you dwell

Alas, you’ll cast your worldly spell

Which calls to the mist, come and play

And it whisks away the light of day

Tis then you emerge, atop your domain

For this is your life, on this earthly plane

 

Join Sue, every Thursday, as she delights us with a new photo (or two)!  Thanks again, for another beautiful photo prompt!

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Photo ©Sue Vincent 

#writephoto – Caught – #poetry

27 Monday Aug 2018

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A reflection of light, caught in the trees, carried to them, on the wisp of a breeze, shined in the glow of the morning sun, trees gathered near, to see where it was from. Once, this forest was naked and dark, with nothing to live for, it remained vacant and stark. Until the day, when the rays appeared, and bathed them all, in a light, so clear; and their leaves blossomed, and they let out a sigh, beauty returned, with a rallying cry. After years filled with nothing but bark on the trees, now filled with thousands of emerald leaves, the forest, surrounded by visions of light, was never again, afraid of the night.

 

Join Sue, every Thursday, as she delights us with a new photo (or two)!  Thanks again, for another beautiful photo prompt!

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Photo ©Sue Vincent