The Gentle Wave #writephoto

Gazing at the deep blue,

Marveling at its wonder.

All the highs and lows,

Making her ponder.

 

Memories flashing in front

Of her deep blue eyes.

Thinking about beginnings,

And sad goodbyes.

 

Waves washing into the shore,

Gently yet so full of force.

Washing away her teary eyes,

Yet her voice still is hoarse.

 

Waves marking their place,

Yet repeating it again.

Drying her eyes of tears,

Gently ceasing the pain.

 

After hours on the rock,

She got up to leave.

Her heart no longer weeping,

She no longer meek.


Written as a response to Thursday Photo Prompt- Wave #writephoto, hosted by Sue at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

 

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Daily Prompt: Assumption

A smile that doesn’t reach the eyes,

a laugh that is all too fake.

The small shake of a hand,

subtle hints that tell all.

 

A small, warm, welcoming smile.

A little here, a little there.

One genuine compliment is enough,

to make someone’s day.

 

Assuming you know better

when you have no idea.

Seeing things that aren’t there,

a mountain out of a molehill.

 

But is assumption really that bad,

when it helps people you care?


via Daily Prompt: Assumption

Space

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Far above in space, the earth seems so tiny and people so small.

The inventions and development of humans stand tall and proud.

He looks at the earth and everything down there,

a product of our unending brilliance and enthusiasm.

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Written for Three Line Tales Week 116 hosted by Sonya on only100words. Photo by NASA via Unsplash.