Friday Fictioneers 2: What’s Left… (A Poem of Loss)

TALES FROM THE MOTHERLAND

A total lack of sleep has lead to extra writing. Two weeks in a row, I’m submitting two stories, and hope you humor my enthusiasm. Perhaps redeeming myself for the very dark story, many of you found troubling, last week.  This is also my first try at poetry, here.

Each week on Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields leads a group of writers from all over the globe, in a flash-fiction challenge. A single photo prompt; a story that has a beginning, middle and end; a goal of 100 words– everyone is welcome to participate. Check it out the details, and the wonderful stories in this week’s collection, here.

I always appreciate feedback, positive or constructive. Please leave a comment, and tell me what you think.

(97 Words)

In blue seas and calm pools

We swam side by side

Communicating easily, telepathically at times

Like dolphins calling to each other

Through…

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