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Breath out between hands
folded and making steeples
from deep inside me
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Shirley Belk
Mother, Nana, Sister, Cousin, & Aunt who recently retired. RN (Nursing Instructor) who loves to write stories to heal herself and reflect on all the silver linings she has been blessed with :)
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A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (9)
A very gentle and effective piece. Simple but evocative.
Love the Haiku
Cleverly accurate haiku for the challenge!â
This felt so warm and reassuring. Loved it!
Perfect for this challenge!!ðð
Lovely work - so comforting. :)
I love the idea of inner warmth here.
Yaya, a great way to warm hands in the cold. I like the reference to steeples from deep within. Good luck!!
Very calming, I can almost feel the breath slow.