Wishing all a Happy Season of Easter
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Given the line The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. to use in a prose not more than 144 words
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THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT
The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. I always wanted to hear those enduring words spoken softly like the twilight.
And here were we; candlelight and wine. And we eye to eye, misting up the moment.
This is when the words whirrled around in my head. He was swirling his wine, sniffing it before he drank I held my glass, watching him.
THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT#flash fiction
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This is Monday WRites 3902
You've heard about the Monday Blues
well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea).
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