Absorbed in play,
siren sang loud,
heart thumped
louder,
family huddled
in darkened room,
heavy gas masks helmetted,
breath hardly keeping pace,
eyes worry
as mother wears mask last.
Author notes
Prompt:
The siren's call
Sirens remind me of Gulf war.They used to ring often during the war telling us to stay indoors with lights off and no sound.I was quite young, but when the siren used to ring notifying us of war beginnings, it really scared me.
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Comments
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Yes, I can only imagine how scary that would be. I freak out if a siren goes off for bad weather, much less war... You've done a wonderful job here.
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Thank you...lets just hope we don't get to hear them again !
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oh my, this is chilling. especially the very end where the mother wheres the mask last. very strong write. i got chils reading it.
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Just glad it is over and noone was hurt inour family...but it was quite fearful!
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You capture the atmosphere there with just a few economical details.
Well done.
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Thank you, somethinsg you remember forever
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WELL DONE
a differnet take well done
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Thank you
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lovely take
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great take on the prompt..!
becca
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Thank you
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First off,
for your fears.
this really is a different take,
one that is close to your heart.
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It is something embedded in my mind and wanting mom to put on hers first when she wanted to put on our gas masks first.
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Dear.. that is what mom's do...
care for the young, old, and others
before themselves..
That is why .. a good mother..
is God's Angel on Earth. -
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you are right, having become a mother myself I understand..mothers sure are angels--I am talking abt my mother
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