The sun-warmed beach felt wet and warm
To tiny feet through after-storm;
A woven bowl within her hands,
A flutt’ring hope within the sands.
Searching, searching patiently;
Seeking out a memory.
A glint! A glare! She shouted, skipped!
She danced in young explorer bliss.
For, bit by shining bit, she found
Crystal shards strewn over ground.
And, ducking leaping dancing low
They came to fill her basket-bowl.
Look, Gram, she told the sunshaft sky;
Laughing, she lofted basket high,
I fin’lly found your present, here;
I fin’lly found your star-shed tears.
Clouding sunset smiles played:
Snug’ling, warming, happy rays.
Beach-combed for Carrot Ranch‘s writing prompt.
January 24, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about shards. You can write about the pieces, the item they once were, or who picks them up and why. Go where the prompt leads.
Respond by January 29, 2019. Use the comment section below to share, read and be social. You may leave a link, pingback or story in the comments. If you want to be published in the weekly collection, please use the form. Rules & Guidelines.
excellent piece. loved the progression.
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Thank you. ❤
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Now that is pretty neat. Poetry too. Chapeau to that. Just as well you don’t enter your own competition.
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Thanks, Geoff.
…you DO know what sort of competition I host, right?
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There are rules?
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*sigh*
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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I read this delightful verse first thing this morning and couldn’t resist the prompt word shards.. It was only after I wrote and was preparing to post my response that I saw that the call was for flash fiction.. oh well.. Never having been one to follow rules implicitly, I posted it anyways.. Thanks for the hook up on yet another prompt site…
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😀 I follow the word count, but not always the flash fiction part. Charli’s not picky.
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Good, cuz I left a comment pleading my case and I was kind of hoping I could slide through with what I have this week. Again, thanks for the hookup.
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I like the hints of fantasy laced through the poem!
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Thanks!
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Beautiful, nostalgic, and heartwarming, Chelsea. Thanks for the smile.
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Thanks for the complimentary comment. I’m aiming for more smiles. 🙂
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A beautiful poem. It reminds me of looking for lake glass/sea glass.
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I thought of that as well, with a little fantastical element to it.
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Beautiful! Your poetry dances light across the sand~~
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Thank you, Liz! 🙂
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You made me feel all happy and warm reading this poem, Chelsea!
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Like the warm sunlight?
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Yes!
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Chelsea, what a joyous romp you bring to the page. I love the dance of explorer’s bliss!
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Thank you, Charli. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on a thousand responses to your prompt every week. 🙂
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Oh, it’s just a few hundred, lol! Seriously, this is my joy — finding willing writers to explore literary art every week 99 words at a time. I find the energy vibrant and insightful and inspiring. *glowing*
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I’m glad. I think you’re a saint.
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This is so lovely, Chelsea. Your ending brought tears to my eyes.
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Aw, thanks, Robbie. ❤
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What a beautiful sentiment, beautifully expressed. I enjoyed your poem, Chelsea.
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Thank you, Norah. 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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