I had rather feel contrition than be skilful in the definition thereof.Thomas a Kempis, The Imitation of Christ, Chapter 1.3, Translated by Rev. William Benham, Project Gutenberg
When Lydia was playing in a shallow pool about four inches deep she stumbled and fell face down into the water. The problem is she did not stand up. She kept her face submerged in the water. She was very young.
Her father was watching her and saw what happened. He got up out of his chair, stepped into the water and lifted her. He and his wife wiped off the water. Lydia smiled. That was enough water play for today.
It wasn’t a dangerous rescue. Some rescues are routine, but imagine the consequences if they had not happened.
Linked to Carrot Ranch October 30 Flash Fiction Challenge where Charli Mills offers the theme of “life savers on any body of water”.
A short story of mine, “Unexpected Call”, appeared in Whispers and Echoes. I am grateful to Sammi Cox for accepting it.
We hope we built it on the solid stone. Earth that would get dizzy makes things wave. We used what we were given, staying brave, Though walls might fall and we’re left all alone. We did avoid the sandy, shifting shore Licentiousness had offered in its hand. We chose perhaps unjustly the well-planned When legalism offered frowning chores. Looking high we see dark skies above. The morning brings us color from the sun. We built our best, remained in spite of doubt Talking from our hearts to only one, Walking on the waters of his love, Confidently breathing in and out.
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Kim, Writing in North Norfolk, is hosting.
I started focusing on poems with fourteen lines. Here is an attempt at a Petrarchan sonnet.
By grasping ground the trees submit then stand
To face the stormy weather, hot or cold.
Winds slap their leaves with branches fully fanned
Yet year by year they grow on land they hold.
Small habits starting weak turn strong and bold.
They would not hesitate if they could voice
Their affirmations - life would be the choice.
They welcome all who aid their living there.
They fix one spot then from that spot rejoice
And offer wayward folk refreshing air.
Linked to dVerse Poetry Forms. Rosemary Nissen–Wade is hosting with the dizain poetry form: 10 lines, 10 syllables per line with thyme pattern ababbccdcd.
The ring she gave was made of lead
And broke one lonely day.
“It has no worth,” the jeweler said.
He’ll keep it anyway.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarah Connor is hosting with the love tokens.
Photos: “Leaves Remind the Tree”, above, and “Water Seeking Lake Michigan”, below. I am linking these to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “force”.
Belief shows me what I would see
With mirrors everywhere.
Dark branches of the leafless trees
Shiver in the winter’s breeze
As I do standing there.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Bjorn is hosting with the theme of mirrors.
Photos: “Grounding”, above, and “Lake Michigan from Gillson Park”, below.
Winter wears a gloomy sky.
Yesterday came snow.
Today as well we’ll get some, too.
Tomorrow? I don’t know,
But if it dumps a load on us
I will wonder when
We’ll get to feel warm spring love leap
That brings back joy again.
Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille where Grace is hosting using “leap” as the prompt word.
What’s real does not bounce particles
Nor swim with random waves.
Its surface swings an open door,
The real’s beyond the object.
Love lifts it, lets us see,
Sustaining every now we know
While veiled majestically.
Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace is hosting.
Photos: “Overlooking Lake Michigan” by the author.
The east side of Chicago would be Lake Michigan, the most beautiful side of Chicago which I prefer experiencing from a dry distance since I can’t swim and I have no intention to learn. Hopefully this makes the city itself happy knowing that when I walk along the lakefront I prefer her beautiful arms.
TEASES ME WITH SUMMER’S HEAT
WINTER’S CHILLY TOUCH
Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Bjorn hosts with the theme of “water”. Come join us writing haibun.
Photo: “Chicago from Navy Pier” by the author.
Announcement: Christopher Fielden has accepted my story, “Keeping His Cool”, as Story 62 in Chris’s Colossal Cliche Count Writing Challenge, a 150-word-max humorous flash fiction challenge with the goal of using as many cliches as one can cram into that restricted space and hopefully still writing a readable story.