Saturday, March 29, 2014

FSF Challenge - Companion


Lillie McFerrin Writes
This week's writing challenge from
Five Sentence Fiction
Lillie McFerrin Writes ) is based upon the prompt:

Companion

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie posts one word for inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.




The Bottle



Image "Bottle" by Zole4 courtesy of FreeDigitalPhotos.Net


Beside the bed,
Upon a stand,
A bottle and a note
Spoke to sorrows
And of pain
With every word he wrote.

She held his hand,
His dying hand,
Softly in her own,
And felt the life
Within it pass,
Leaving her alone.

Tenderly,
She crossed his arms 
Upon his now still breast,
Then laid herself 
Down next to him,
Next to him to rest.

In grief, 
The bottle called to her,
Glowing in the light,
And when it touched 
Against her lips
Her eyes closed to this life. 

I wish to think 
She found her love
Upon that distant shore,
Then took his hand
And shared a kiss,
Companions evermore.


                                        K. R. Smith





Image "Bottle" courtesy of Zole4 / FreeDigitalPhotos.net


© 2012-2014 K. R. Smith All rights reserved

12 comments:

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    1. Thanks! I wasn't sure how this would come across, but I'm glad you found something in it to like.

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    1. Thanks! It's a sad poem with a sort of happy ending.

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  3. Beautiful and sad.
    I like the second stanza, especially "She held his hand, his dying hand". Very poignant.

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    1. Thanks, Tess. I was trying to get that sort of contrast, and I hope it worked. Now I have to find time to read everyone else's FSF posts for this!

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  4. K.R., this is as lovely as it is tragic. Just like Romeo and Juliet. Very nice work.

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    1. Thanks! I does have that sort of feeling.

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    1. Thank you, Sushree. It's always good to see new readers!

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  6. The joy of more than fifty years of life together couldn't come to end for this couple. For the moment she realized he'd passed, she drank the poison from the small brown bottle. The moment she drank the life-ending potion she kissed his cold lips as caressed his lifeless body, so they would be in each other's embrace forever more. Definitely sad and quite poignant.

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    1. Thanks, Robin! I can see you visualized the story quite well!

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