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Lady in Red

Picture Prompt 1

He saw her in the park on a sunny day, while he was just walking though to the other side where he lived in a block of flats. He came out from behind a few trees just after 6pm that late sunny afternoon, where he stopped in his footsteps to see a beauty that was led to him from heaven. OR so he believed. He wished he could picture this moment and let time stand still. There she was, lying on a bench. Wearing a red dress,...

I am the dark and spooky woods. Oh, please, don’t be afraid. Just because you see overhanging branches and tangled brambles, darkness and no way out, it doesn’t mean I’m going to hurt you. I really do quite like visitors, actually. Come, enjoy my clearly set out paths. You may want to take a flashlight, though. There was this one person who forgot their flashlight. In fact, he hadn’t any idea how he’d got here. I knew exa...

In Memory of...

Picture Prompt 1 - A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words Competition

It’s all so temporary. As days disappear on silent wings The patterns of cause and effect are rarely seen during the cyclical phases of life. Leaves fall and are swept away. The wind howls loudly on dusky days. And when the sun shines again -- as it did when we met -- you’ll no longer be here. Each second flutters aimlessly. But too quickly to catch. (I’d hold your hand if it would make a difference.) But time cannot be f...

Magic Of Love

Picture Prompt One

I have a desire for every inch of you. I need the smell of your breath on my needing lips. The taste of you under the covers, And I can feel your voice running through every fibre of my being. It’s the whispering way you tell me you love me that makes me blush. You know what it does to me, causing you to reel in delight. Telling me every chance you get, just to see my redden cheeks. You feel my heart flutter against your...

When day is done and night time darkness fallsWe wait with trepidation for new sun.It's been so long since first we heard the callsAnd started losing people one by one.Outside they ramble through the dusky lightTheir screeches let us know we may not leave.We live each day retrieving what we mightFrom storerooms in the village and we grieve.Our cabin has withstood all their attacks,Just two of us remain to fight this way.W...