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My intent here is to write a poem from the prompt I give to you , the reader, in hopes that it will inspire something and get others to write with me.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Today is WOW (Words Of Wednesday)

We have been trying to post here for the past week, hopefully this time it will work...

The rules are you must use 8 of the 10 words as they are given, in prose or any form of poetry....
Today's words are ...SPLIT, FORGED, TAUNTS, FARM, CLOVER, GLOSSED, WEBS, DEW, STOMPED, FORMULA
OURS IS...

The dew glossed the webs on the clover field as the morning sun crept into the sky.  It was a Spring day on the farm and the crow of the rooster split the silence of the new day. Alone in the house she tried once more to forget the way he stomped on her heart as he left her. She forged ahead into the kitchen, feeling like the world had spit in two, one where all her dreams came true and the one she is living.

 She made her coffee and headed to the bay window to watch the sun kissed day melt the darkness she was feeling deep in her heart. It was a formula she concocted to rid herself of the tears that undoubtedly will plague her throughout the day. Today was a most difficult day for her, marking a year since her world crumbled into the dull and drab depression she felt since the news of her husbands death.

The fight they had had sent him out to have a drink or two at the local bar, where he stayed until closing. When he had the bartender call him a cab, he had no idea that he would be the victim of a drunken hit and run accident. The police came to her door at 4am and told her he had died at the scene, she fell to the floor, breathless and sobbing.

As she drank her coffee she thought of their life together there on the farm and wondered how she would manage without him.  She cuddled up into the pillows, looking out to the field of clover once more and felt a warmth she had not felt in the whole past year. The windows frosted over as if someone's breath had fogged them purposely and once again she felt a warmth pass through her. She no longer tried to hold back the tears as she wrote his name on the fogged window. With each stroke the condensation dripped like the tears falling from her eyes. Below his name she wrote the words ' I'm lost without you'  and she buried her head in  pillow to cry.
When she looked back to the window, she smiled through the tears...
her name was written above his with the message 'you are not alone my love'.
She knew things were going to be fine after all.


YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B



7 comments:

  1. Okay Im confused! Do you not have a linky anymore?
    OH WELL!
    Anyways I have posted a prose on my blog with your word challenge prompt. Have a super blessed day.
    As always I love coming over and seeing what you have wrote and done. Great piece.
    Blessings

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  2. Everything is not yet lost...we are never alone...Beautiful words...J.L.

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  3. Beautiful words and prose.. So happy to have you back.. good to see your posts again and your wonderful writing..hugs, Susie

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  4. i admire people like you who take the time to inspire other people. kudos to you!:)

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  5. Greetings:

    Hope all is well.

    Noting that you have been part of poets rally in the year of 2011,
    what an achievement, thanks for your outstanding contribution to us
    along the way, keep up the excellence. Best!

    Come join our poetry rally today if you wish to mingle and get inspired!

    A poem of your choice or a free verse is accepted.


    Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

    Looking forward to seeing you share.
    Respect and hugs.
    xoxox

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