Waiting

All she has are his words.

Heaving clouds (only
the splash of her dress
giving colour to the darkling day)
broken shells, a coil of hope –
a hundred vipers’ worth of green hemp
tarred, silken, brown-foamed
heavy as her heart

and no-one to help her drag it home…

Waiting
©crisstiena

Author notes

50 words

Image Credit: Lonely Window by Chris Conrad 2003

"The hand held between lonely"

Image and quote prompts

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Between by Pamela A Lamppa. 1750 points, ended October 28, 2008, 23 entries
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zt
May 28
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Ditto...
Idle Mind Wondering
October 28, 2008

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I have a vision of this woman dragging seaweed encrusted rope across the beach and up a hill; she is desperate to get it home in one piece; she is unwilling to loss even a thread of hope. hold tightly her belief in the hand of his words.

great write...

( OH by the way, the blue eyes are unsettling )
Pamela A Lamppa
October 28, 2008

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It is that moment...

That one when all the ideas in the world motivate and you get excited and independent and you just go and do it...

Until you realize the box is too big to carry alone,
and your resources are tapped.

Excellent poetry. I loved the colour splash of her dress. Great imagery in those words and much appreciated. A splendid entry to my contest. Thank you so much and best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela
Night Hope
October 24, 2008

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I'll help, Sweetie. Anytime. Muahhh!!!
Skybow
October 24, 2008

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Great images and mystery here. I'm very impressed reading this wonderful poem.

Best of luck in this contest.
Wolf Mancini
October 24, 2008

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Detailed silver glow...
Whanever I read your work I spill with inspiration.
A very wonderful and polished poem.

wolf