Macro Moments Challenge: Week 12

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– Musin’ With Susan’s Macro Moments Challenge: Week 12. Highlighting macro photography. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
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Seasons

Seasons come and go
Downpours of rain, then ice and snow
Sunshiney days and a cool evening breeze
Budding flowers and leaves falling from trees
Time passes on while nature puts on a show

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– Written for Limerick Challenge Week 39: Seasons. Photo from PublicDomainPictures.net.

The Blind Date

Blind dates were never her thing but this time, she accepted. She wasn’t entirely sure why.

Before arriving on the boardwalk, she had a shot of vodka to calm her nerves. Her so-called friends had accused her of being a bit uptight, and she wished it didn’t bother her. She tucked the mini flask beneath her dress in her garter for safekeeping.

Pyotr was a lovely man with a hearty laugh, and he was not shy. He was lively and charismatic and insisted on spinning her around and around to the music drifting on the wind. He was hard to resist.

“You are a beautiful woman!” He said. “Don’t be shy. Enjoy the music, the sea, while we are young and still can.”

She blushed but smiled and felt warm inside. His enthusiasm was contagious.

“Drink?” He asked as he offered her his own flask, which had been hidden away in a coat pocket.

She gratefully accepted, taking more than she probably should have. He laughed again loudly, and she couldn’t help but join in.

They continued dancing and spinning, and before she knew it, the salty breeze or was it the vodka, had carried them out onto the waves.

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What Freedom! by Ilya Repin

– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Microfiction Challenge #15: Freedom. Painting prompt by Ilya Repin. WC 200.

Tuesdays of Texture: 2016 Week 40

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– DE MONTE Y MAR’s Tuesdays of Texture: Week 40. Photos ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.

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Field of Vision

He wrapped the strand round and round his finger, focusing on her face. The piece of fabric from the missing girl’s sweater was his grounding object. He studied the photograph until he had memorized her features. Suddenly a chill ran up his spine. She was here. This field is where she died.

1024px-white_county_indiana_field– Written for Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 #72. Prompt words were “strand” & “field.” WC 52. Photo from Wikimedia.

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Mundane Monday Challenge #78

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– PhoTrablogger’s Mundane Monday Challenge #78. Find the beauty in the mundane. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.

When Blood Ceases to Flow

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When Blood Ceases to Flow

Fly away my angel.
Be forever young.
My longing will linger into eternity,
But you are at peace.

Your laugh lives always on the warm breeze,
But I am embraced by the night,
A ghost with no heartbeat,
A prisoner without life,
Yet I cannot die.

– Written for Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge – September 25, 2016. Learn more about magnetic poetry here.

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