Our mysterious and mischievous Mistress, Rochelle, passionate for the pool (she could swim circles around most of us), has bestowed upon us a Friday the 13th photo by Fleur Lind. We are to be magically inspired and motivated to write a story of fewer than 101 words (unlike Dalmatians or Arabian Nights).
To help enlighten you as you steer your story to the inlinkz squares, click on Fleur’s photo to be driven to Rochelle’s blog where it’s all mapped out for us. It’s fun. Try it. Then join the pack as we read and hopefully comment on as many stories as we like.
Genre: Narrative Poetry
Title: A Verse of Light
Word Count: 100
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Driving, my twisted mind a malaise of anger
lost in sorrow that love controls,
I think of her and of him.
That Sting song played,
“I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying
… I’m laughing through my tears”
The blood red sky, like love. The clouds cheering,
“Something about the universe and how it’s all connected”
I saw light coming. I heard,
“Everybody’s got to leave the darkness sometime”
As I drove into the light, I felt the pain leaving me.
“I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying
I’m laughing through my tears” And the pain is gone.
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Look both ways.
At times, let the future heal the past.
Mind the gaps, some pain remains.
I have no idea why I like this old Sting song so much.
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A Sting song I had somehow not heard before. Quite uplifting, unlike the fate of our MC this week.
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So it is, Iain.
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Marvellously written, and linked to the two pictures, Bill. Well done indeed.
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Thank you, Peter.
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Such a sad story. Sometimes the pain can cloud our minds and can make us willing to do anything to make it go away.
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Indeed, Lisa. The human condition.
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I think this may be one of your best.
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Thank you, Neil.
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This is an excellent write, Bill. I could never imagine making that choice – but I can understand grief being so deep. Wonderfully, yet tragically done.
Must be the twang that speaks to you, Texan!
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Thank you, Dale. I am not a native Texan, thus not so brainwashed.
I worked on a voice recording of this one, but gave it up when I accidentally messed it up. No twang. 🙂
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I know you’re not but you’ve been there for long enough that some could rub off 😉
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Right, Dale. But I’ve also done time in California, Florida, Washington (state), and Guam. 🙂
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Aye, I know! Longest time is where?
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Right. About 40 years here. But these peeps are brainwashed. 🙂
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I rest my case …
That said, I’d you’ve managed to avoid brainwashing, all props to you!
And you know this is all in jest 🤗
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I know you’re teasing, but my wife and kids are (corrupted) natives.
There are two cultures here. Those in the east are more ‘southern’ while those in the west are more ‘southwestern.’ I annoy the hell out of them all by teasing them endlessly.
I do say ‘y’all’ — but I say ‘chuffed,’ too. LOL 🙂
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You married a native, eh? Ah well, love makes us do lots of crazy things 😉
I didn’t realise there were two distinct cultures.
Hell, I say y’all and I’ve never even set foot in Texas! And you’re a writer so, of course, chuffed!
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Of course.
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🙂
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Nice use of the song. Perhaps not the best way to leave the darkness behind…
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Right. In the song he chooses a better way.
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Very nicely done.
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Thank you, Mason.
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You’re welcome.
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Good one, Bill. Amazing how a picture can lead to emotions and a song can bend the emotions, and then words follow a different emotion.
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where have i been? i never heard this song before. thanks for sharing.
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My pleasure. When I first heard the song, I had to ask about it. 🙂
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I’ve been there (or almost there) so this really resonated with me.
Good job, sad as it is.
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Thank you, Dawn. 🙂
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This was very sad. Anger (and/or pain) can be blinding, driving us to stupidity.
I had written a similar poem, but then got yelled by wifey. So i turned the whole thing around to make it happy 🙂
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Thank you for your comment. 🙂
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Such a sad story, a great link with the song too
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Thank you.
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Finding happiness through tragedy, a tale of mixed emotions. Well done, Bill.
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Thank you, Keith.
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He made a tough decision, but clearly the right one for him.
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He did.
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Very sad.
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Letting the future heal the past – what a wonderful way of putting it. You’ve written a powerful story that expresses the tug of suicide when misery gets too great.
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Thank you, Penny.
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Yikes! And … yeah, all too realistic to so many
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Thanks. It is.
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Oh wow. I feel sorry for the people who have to clean up the mess and the other victims. Powerful story, B. So much emotion.
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Thank you, T.
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So sad and profound.
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So sad but lovely at the same time. Nice one, Bill!
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Thank you.
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Great writing, Bill, perfect with the song. I can understand suicide from grief and depression but I’ll never understand suicide by traffic proxy, it always injures and kills innocents. If someone choses that, they want to destroy and not only themselves.
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Thank you. I agree with your assessment regarding suicide.
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Dear Bill,
I’m so late all the good comments are taken. Truly a well written, if not tragic, poem.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle.
Any comment from you is always good. 🙂
Peace,
Bill
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I’m not sure what I expected . . . maybe a little revenge? But not that. Thanks for keeping me on my toes. Well done!
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🙂
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A tragic story of giving into despair. Excellently written, Bill.
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Thank you, Brenda.
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