I wish to be one with the sea.
To leave this life behind.
For each crash upon hardened stone,
To be a victory for the tide.
I want to dissolve into the ocean,
My sanctuary and confidant.
Kind keeper with watchful eyes as I grew,
Merge my life with yours, take this broken heart…
©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee
Image credit: https://www.deviantart.com/art/Solitude-485942344
Superficial light, I believed you were true.
I was even sure it was you who shone through.
My spirits were lifted, hope was acquired
Dreams were envisioned, my heart was inspired.
But when night descended, upon my tiring spirit.
You fell into shadows, and luminance was lifted.
You were a falseness, a snake, a mask to eclipse.
Fiction placed craftily on the cusp of darkness.
©Elizabeth Dianne Allee
Friday Fictioneers prompt for 28 March 2014. (Found on a great blog I follow: http://theeclecticpoet.com/2014/03/27/jealousy-kills-friday-fictioneers/)
What is Friday Fictioneers? Rochelle presents a challenge to write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end, based upon a picture that she provides on her blog.
Here is today’s picture prompt (below).
Mangled No More
Word Count: 100
Walking among the mangled and familiar. Sarah considers her life a parallel. She knows these woods will untangle her thoughts, they always have. She considers her decision as clear as her diminishing high will allow. Trying to imagine her life free from addiction’s rule. Then, suddenly, a whisper upon the wind speaks to her soul. She feels her mother’s presence and falls to her knees in tears. She knows what has to be done. Her fears must be shed and light pursued. Deciding to leave the twisted forests of her past, she takes steps to lead her back to herself.