Between #WritePhoto

 

 

He flies halfway between day and night.

His wings reach out, touch the rooftop of my home.

The silence outside me, the noise inside me…

I hear him.

Tomorrow, he tells me, will be softer. More forgiving. Wait.  

I believe him.

His message quiets my raging mind.

Delivered tenderly, I feel the force behind his words not to go gentle into this good night.

 

Feathered fingertips brush blue sky down into the pinks and purples of evening.

I will live to see him, this paintbrush of the Gods, bring the periwinkle light of sunrise up into sapphire skies.

 

 

 

My #writephoto, a weekly writing prompt for poetry/flash/short stories hosted by Sue Vincent

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I offer this as a beacon of hope for the 99-word challenge at Carrot Ranch this week.

In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a beacon. It can be from a lighthouse or other source. Use the word literally or figuratively and go where the prompt leads you.

 

 

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28 thoughts on “Between #WritePhoto

  1. Pingback: Beacons of Light « Carrot Ranch Communications

  2. Such beauty in your words, Sarah. Such hope. The wingtips do indeed look like a paintbrush. Love this:
    “Feathered fingertips brush blue sky down into the pinks and purples of evening.
    I will live to see him, this paintbrush of the Gods, bring the periwinkle light of sunrise up into sapphire skies.”
    What poetry!

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