Somewhere today two people met and fell in love. We may not know them but the fact they exist makes me happy.
planes cross above us
wide chalk lines on blue
skies promise freedom
An elderly couple catches sight of their daughter. There are long, long hugs. Mum hides her tears by straightening her daughter’s collar, Dad does the same by busily wheeling the trolley away. Daughter does not hide her tears, she lets them flow from wide-open eyes, but slows them by smiling tight-lipped at people in the waiting crowd. And the tears seem to be as catching as yawns; I am one of the grown men clearing my throat, my fist to the bridge of my nose. Then, recognising a shared emotion through the tears, we nod and smile at strangers. And then we all move in our own directions.
Your hands often shake now
Mine too when I seek to calm you
Holding on is all that remains
I was happy when the furniture went, and the dusty, cracked ornaments. But I broke down when that guy bought mother’s false leg and teeth.
(Prompt from @CreativeReview)
something from nothing
silence, slow breathing, your voice
day softly begins
Blue sea frothing white
Silver flashes in cold air
I’m turning the world, said Money. But you’ve only turned it halfway, said Sam. That’s how coins fall from pockets, said Money.
He felt himself pulled towards her, then saw the heart-shaped hot-sugar scar on her arm. A trap. But the sweetest. His eyes closed.
She flinched as she dripped melted sugar on her arm, casting a magical sweetheart spell. The silver spoon shone in the candlelight.