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Unceasing

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Unceasing
A Realistic Fiction

A piano sits in the empty room where Amy used to play with her heart poured in every key, her fingers tapping to the tune of Beethoven, Mozart, Bach, and Debussy. But one accident and, in the blink of an eye, those days were gone.

“Do you know the first thing I did after I find out I have ALS?” A voice came from behind and she turned to find her mother’s weak smile. “I started swimming. I lived my life doing the thing I love the most. I swum rivers, beaches, and pools until this disease finally took away my strength. That morning, I felt like I died a thousand times and all those years of fight were pointless.””

Her mother paused, catching her breath. “But there are things that even death cannot take.” She walked slowly towards Amy, with eyes brimming with tears. “Love. My love for water never ceased… And so should your love for music, my child.”

Word Count: 162


Here is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers prompt. This week’s photo prompt was taken from a hidden paradise near our place. It was not until last year that the locals discovered how beautiful this river was.

P.S. My deepest condolences to PJ and her family. You have my prayers and love. Please take care and stay strong PJ. ❤

Enjoy more stories here:

D is for Dadirri

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 Dadirri means inner, deep listening and quiet, still awareness. It is a ‘tuning in’ experience with the specific aim to come to a deeper understanding of the beauty of nature. Dadirri recognizes the inner spirit that calls us to reflection and contemplation of the wonders of all God’s creation. Within a deep silence we attempt to find the inner self, the perfect peace and the experience of God embracing us.

 

Beneath the sycamore tree, I rest
Amid the leaves of vivid browns, my nest
Listening to the buzzing bees
Unshackling the day’s worries and quests

The blue bird sings with the summer breeze
My heart and soul was put at ease
Calm and serene as the cerulean sky
Marveling the symphony of the trees

I stretched my hands way up high
Watched the herons glide and fly
Breathed the cool and crisp morning air
Ignored the seconds passing by

Like idle rabbits and untamed hares
I lay, in peace, my troubles and prayers
Letting go of my doubts and nightmares
A new beginning, the day declares


Poetry Form: A Quatrain in chain rhyme (aaba, bbcb, ccdc, dddd).

 a-to-z

Read more 2016 A to Z Challenge entries here!

Beam of Hope

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In the loneliest valleys, hope could hide

Ebbing until you have resigned and cried

Just when you’re about to quit

A beam of light, hope permits

Leading your way out, guiding side by side


Written for Mind and Life Matters’ Limerick Challenge Week 13: Hope

Alone

If I should walk the path alone
Face the unknown
Brave the abyss
In clenching fists

I would walk with faith in my heart
Beam as I start
Follow your will
Let go and kneel

For you alone are my savior
You are my cure
The one healer
My redeemer


I am trying out a new form of poetry called Minute Poetry. The Minute Poem is a rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8, 4, 4, 4; 8, 4, 4, 4; 8, 4, 4, 4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff

Here’s for Raja’s Inspiration Call. Have a blessed day, everyone. 🙂

Hope

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Hope is the crystal
Shining after searing fire
Fierce, glaring, and bright


Written for RonovanWrites’ haiku prompt #79: Crystal & Hope

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