Event Horizon – Five Sentence Fiction

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Understanding my purpose, realising my destiny is a bizarre freedom.

I am still accepted into the lives of others every day, day after day.

They see nothing new, because they only see what they want to see.

I pity them, for their world is so narrow.

I pity them.

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Here is my latest entry into the lovely Lillie’s Five Sentence Fiction, where she has provided this gorgeous photo for us as this week’s inspiration. Please do visit here to read, read, read some more! No two pieces will be the same…

Gestation

She picks the colour
of the paint
with care and deliberation,
the background must
act as the perfect foil.
The walls are not quite smooth,
the minor imperfections
are not unwanted, but reflect,
in their matt-coated manner,
that life is generally forked
with deviations from
the straight and narrow.

She strokes them all,
the tailors’ dummies,
in her mind’s eye
placing them here, then there,
in this corner, in that bay window,
eventually selecting a figure
encased in plain ticking
that reminds her of oatmeal.
She can feel the texture,
rough under her fingertips,
the mild abrasiveness
transmits a shiver
deep into her bones.

For now, this is all she needs.
A space, something to lend
a sense of scale and proportion.
Soft daylight, filtered by trees.
High ceilings.
Muted, muffled, cocooned.
Here, she will grow.
Here, she will shape her future.
Here, she will unfurl.

 

Gestation

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For today’s dVerse Meeting the Bar, Claudia asks for us to use metaphor to convey feelings, rather than just being direct and obvious. No sounds in here, no smells, but plenty of visuals for what’s going on with me. This is very much autobiographical. Starting afresh – here we say ‘a clean slate’. Much as I love slate, it’s not a comfortable place to lay your weary body.

I hope you enjoy my offering. I’ll link up once the pub doors have been thrust open at 3PM EST, and see if I can sneak in a sound-recording as well. Please do go and read the other poems offered up for your delight. No two will be the same, I guarantee it – all will bring you something to enjoy, which I also guarantee!

Embrace the new

Hello all – I am back, just in time to chase the old year out of the door and welcome in the new with a huge sigh of relief.

Wherever you are, and whoever you are, I wish you all a wonderful 2014, whether it arrives with a bang or just waits patiently for you to notice it.

I am looking forward to change, creativity, love, peace, friends, family and happiness. Oh, and just a smidge of writing – because that’s how I roll!

I hope you enjoy my poem – Happy New Year!

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– Embrace the New –

The last moments of this year are almost departed
The countdown to next year resounds in our heads
We pause, all is silent, the moment is on us
The chimes ring out twelve times – the new year is here!

Let the London Eye spin, resplendent and glorious
With rainbow-hued lights and brilliant flame
Old River Thames reflects our festivities
Look out to the future, let our hearts beat again

What will this gift of a fresh new year bring us?
What will we learn, create or complete?
Possibilities are endless, if only we allow it
Embrace the unknown, take a chance, a blind leap

So now, let’s enjoy the chimes as they ring out
The smiles, the cheers and the old Auld Lang Syne
A fresh start, a clean sheet, a year not yet written
Happy 2014 – let adventures begin!