New #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt:


“It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me, and I’m feeling good.” The Nina Simone lyrics played in Sophie’s head as she stared out over the cliff.

Peter looked over at her, smiled, and placed his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer.

Sophie returned the smile, snuggling into his body.

It had been a fraught two years, from the severe heart attack, through the treatment and discovery that a simple bypass wouldn’t be enough to now.

The heart they thought wouldn’t be strong enough to beat for her had finally been replaced via transplant, and she had been given a very positive prognosis for the future.

Her rock, Peter, had arranged for this recuperation break away and the idyllic setting was perfect. She had been given a new chance at life and she wasn’t going to waste it on regrets, false friends or regrets, but her mind wandered to the one person she would have loved to share her new start with.

Jill.

Her best friend since childhood. They had done everything together and would have done anything for each other.

And Jill had given the ultimate sacrifice.

A tragic car accident claimed her life, and yet, even after her death, she had thought of her friend, gifting her own heart to her.

Sophie raised an imaginary glass up to the sky, tipped it heavenwards, and whispered, “Cheers Jill. I love you.”

She squeezed Peter’s arm. “It’s getting cold. I think we should head back,” and they turned slowly, making their way back towards their lodge.

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Blade #writephoto

A month away from Sue’s #writephoto prompt. I don’t know how I managed to stop myself from participating!

But, service is more or less back to normal, and here is my take!

A little silly humour…


“I’m going to do it.”
“What?”
“I’m taking the plunge… or the cut, so to speak.”
“Speak sense, you silly man!”
“I’m getting rid of it. Every single strand. Chop. That’s it. Frizz, be gone!”
“So you’re finally cutting that mop off?”
“Yup. Ten years I’ve been cultivating this – this mess. And for what? So the students could laugh at me, and make fun of my style? Honestly, I thought I looked rather becoming…”
“Er, no dear. It was never becoming. Definitely a defining feature of yours though. I’ll be glad of the clear plughole after you’ve showered though. You never quite got the hang of cleaning the plug, did you?”
“Whatever.”
“But, erm, why do you have that old sword of yours in your hands? You weren’t thinking of using that for your chop, were you?”
“Well, yeah… It feels appropriate. It was a sacrificial sword, you know. And I feel like I’m sacrificing my hair for some respect from the pupils.”
“Yeah, well, as long as you remember that’s a plastic replica you’ve got there…”

Ritu 2019
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Clouds #writephoto

Sue’s prompt this week:

Clouds
Clearing
Sun shining
Vision crystal
The future ahead
Looks promising
Tomorrow
Will be
Great

Ritu 2018

Setting #writephoto

Sue’s #Writephoto prompt this week…

 Sun Set

I love the orange hues
That take away the blues
Then soon the moon shines bright
And stars come out to play

I love the evening sky
Time to sit and ponder why
As you sit and hold me tight
There are no words to say

I love the setting sun
Just think of all the fun
That happens when the night
Takes over from the day

Ritu 2018

Beneath #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt…

What lies beneath?
No one can tell
Are you living in Heaven
Or burning in Hell

A calm exterior
Can hide so much
Yet the ripples spread wide
From just one touch

We're guilty of judging
From one single glance
But everyone needs
More than one chance

Ritu 2018
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