Sweet Water On knees of broken glass I crawl towards the sea My home, my family lie beneath the waves The pain of having legs drives me on I reach the sweet water, my life Letting myself sink into darkness The pain gone, my tail restored I find my kingdom as I left it Father, cross at my foolishness Will the memory of pain Stop me returning to the land? He will try to call me back I will feel a different kind of pain The loss of his love I am water, he is land We cannot be... ©AnitaDawes2022
This month’s theme is:
FIRE & WATER
The clock struck midnight twice storm winds blew hard the old house rattled thunder had us hiding lightning lit the tree flame red hours later, rain took the flames back slowly creeping from under the table silence returned, filling the house with peace… ©AnitaDawes2022
I could kick myself for allowing my mind
To ruminate for so long
The water over ran the bath
I stand in my kitchen
With the ceiling peeling, flaking around me
The tohubohu extreme
I cannot remember what was on my mind
My only thought was about the caress
I felt on the back of my neck
The surprise came from the
impetuous way it made me feel
I clip the ad from the newspaper
Pinning it to my board
Hot plumbing – 24/7
Did I mention the dark shadow?
that passed behind me
That hovered at a strange angle
Fuelling the way, I felt a moment ago
I rang the number, fingers crossed
That the ceiling wouldn’t collapse
before he could arrive
From the sound of his voice,
I was left wondering
If he would be hot stuff…
© Anita Dawes 2021
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For visually challenged writers, the image shows a single cow on a cobbled beach sipping from the water.
Daisy has been the odd one out from day one
She became Jim’s favourite.
Calling the cows in for milking,
He would let her wander off to the river
She loved the water
Jim worried that she may fall in
That age was catching up on her
She could end up floating on the Hudson river
Getting snapped by the paparazzi
Finding herself on tv,
letting her head get turned around
Somehow, I knew that wouldn’t happen
Daisy just loved the water…
© Anita Dawes 2021
The wonder of water never ceases to amaze.
Throw a pebble in a pond, watch the ripples spread,
In perfect concentric circles, a picture of Atlantis in water
I imagine the space between, as land. For a moment,
my mind can travel where the body never can.
For the lack of a time machine, I throw a coin in a wishing well
Wait for that wonderful sound as it hits the water below.
The wonder of a tidal bore, the water running backwards.
I could go on for ever about the wonders of water
my favourite pastime is swimming.
I love floating in water
One of the best ways to destress
To free the mind…
© Anita Dawes 2021
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a beach in the half-light, bounded by dark dunes and holding a silvery pool of water that mirrors the sky.
I was beginning to think
I had left my mind out on the rain
It’s beginning to rust
Like some old hard drive.
Time to take a walk
Grab the flip flops
Feel wet sand
squidge between my toes
That magic moment between
Light and dark
Maybe I will be lucky
Find that silver doubloon
Hidden on the beach.
I stood watching
the sky painted water
Feeling something more
than sand between my toes
Could it be, dare I look?
Whatever it might be
I pushed it further into the sand
Something to look forward to
June 11: Flash Fiction Challenge
June 11, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story deep waters. It can be literal or metaphorical. Think of a place and person and situation. Explore. Bathe. Renew. Go where the prompt leads!
Forgotten by the people they had made
They came from a timeless place
Cold, hollow, brittle
I hoped they would not speak
For fear my bones would break
Already I am fading from this world
I heard a soft voice take my hand
You have fallen into a pit of despair
Let me pull you out…
I felt myself reaching for something
For something I could not see
The sea had swallowed me
Dashing my body against sharp rocks
Reaching my hand above the waves
Mind and body pulled together as one
I was no longer treading deep water…