
Fragment of Sunlight and Shadow
I am
throwing out the old jars
invertebrates
dead stuff
tentacles in formaldehyde
bleached octopus
the sack of unmatched socks under the bed
pressed flower
baby teeth and hair clippings
dusting high shelves
with sugar soap and grit
resentments and past hurts
the day you said that thing
I am
wading out
into deep water
cold afraid
the beauty of pebbles
of toes
the caress of speckled fin
pulsing alive
I am
Miranda Lewis 2020
Welcome to Friday Fiction where I seem to be bending those rules yet again – although this definitely weighs in under 100 words and does have a beginning, middle and end (of sorts). Thanks as always to our host Rochelle who keeps going through thunder storm and pandemic, whilst presidents come and (hopefully) go. And thanks also to Sarah Potter for this week’s photo. Stay home, stay safe and tour the world from the comfort of your own sofa right here.
Thanks to all visitors and especially to those who stay to comment.
Miranda
Absolutely lovely
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Thank you Neil.
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Nice poem… I could picture it.
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Thank you. Glad you liked it.
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Your writing seems so liberating! I still have to do this again, go through all my stuff and toss it. What do they say if you haven’t touched it in two years…Well, where can I put all my stuff? Lol
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Easier to think about doing than actually do it!
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Seems like the story of my life sometimes!
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How are you bending the rules? This is wonderful and I felt it deeply, Miranda.
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Lovely comment! Thank you Dale.
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Mesmerising!
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Thank you so much!
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Delightfully different Miranda.
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Much appreciated!
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I didn’t see any bent rules. Just lovely writing. that begged for a second read-through to catch all the nuances.
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Thank you for that. And catching a reader for a second read is always a win!
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Dear Miranda,
No rule bending here that I could see. It’s when participants go way over the word count I get a little cranky. đŸ˜‰ This was lovely. Beautifully shows the freedom of letting go of the past and anticipating a brighter future.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Perceptive reading as ever. Thanks Rochelle.
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Excellent poem!
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Thank you!
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Loved this. Really did.
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Thanks Sandra.
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A fascinating combination of images! Nicely done.
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