Clarity #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

The waves gently lap against my feet as I stand at the water’s edge. Looking across at the calmness of the waters, it is almost impossible to believe that these very waters were where I lost you.

I want to lash out at the ocean. I want to cause it the same hurt it has caused me, but I can’t.

For this same spot, the place where I last saw you, is the same spot I have come to all my life, to seek solace and serenity.

That day, you had waved to me, as you pushed your boat out. “Get the coals going, my love. I feel a big catch coming today!” Your smile still burnt on my retina.

Who was to know of that freak storm that struck, capsizing your boat? These same waters, so ferocious, huge waves crashing over you, as if they were trying to swallow you whole. The waters so dark, masking all that swam within. Which monster had been stirred up to cause so much grief?

And yet, now, you caress my feet, soothing me. I can see straight through you. Your clarity allows me to have now fear. There is nothing hidden.

Why must everything be bittersweet in life?


Castle #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

Beauty Sleeps

“Oh! Well, erm, it’s not very big, is it?” Sleeping Beauty eyed up what was to be her new home.

Phillip looked from his humble abode towards his new bride. He knew Sleeping Beauty had hight expectations. He’d seen her own home.

It wasn’t just a castle, but a palace of mamouth proportions.

Yet this was his home. It wasn’t his fault that his kingdom was small, so required a smaller than average castle.

But he was most definitely a Prince.

And he deserved his Princess.

She’d looked so beautiful, lying there in that glass casket, he just had to wake her. And when those creepy dwarves came bouncing out, his first instinct was to draw his sword, to protect his new found Princess, until she went all gooey after setting eyes on them.

They had some funny names… Sleepy, Dopey, Grumpy, to name a few. And there were a lot of them.

It turned out they had been protecting her.

She was still staring at his castle with a look of slight disdane upon her face.

Hang on a minute, Phillip thought. She had been living with those little people in a cottage that was about the size of one of the small cupboards in his castle. How could she complain about his home?

“Big enough for us to be happy, my love. Big enough.”


Open #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

Just open 
The doors
Of your mind
To possibility
It's amazing
Which opportunities
Present themselves
By you being
To them

Ritu 2019

Forgotten #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt:

By all the world
An entrance, sealed shut
Waiting to be opened
To share the beauty within
A garden befitting the Gods
Filled with huge trees, shrubs and rainbow blooms
Allowed to grow, as Nature intended

Ritu 2019

#WritePhoto – Choices

Sue had a few different prompt photos for us for #WritePhoto this week and this was what I chose…

an old, carved stone whose recesses are stuffed with red and black ladybirds.
Which hole?
You choose
Whenever I do
I always lose
No matter
Which queue
I’ll be
Sure to
Pick wrong
And wait
And end
Up late
So, the choice
Is yours
Just, be quick
Before it pours

Ritu 2019

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