Tuesday, 21 August 2012

Blogflash: Day Twenty-One: Night

Photograph by Lisa Shambrook (please do not use without permission)
Day Twenty-One: Night
Flood Part Seventeen

“Hope runs eternal…”
“‘Springs eternal’ dear. Alexander Pope.”
“Who? Don’t sigh…”
“‘Hope springs eternal in the human breast; man never is, but always…blest. The soul, uneasy, and confined from home, rests and…’ can’t remember the word… ‘in a life to come.’”
“By who?”
“Alexander Pope, an eighteenth century poet. You’re right, hope springs eternal…if the water’s going down we have hope, at last!”
“Come here sweetheart, snuggle closer…”
“Oooh, hope is definitely springing eternal!”
“Give us a kiss!”
Indigo night enveloped the little boat bobbing and drifting on the water and unabashed moonlight streamed in, uninvited, through the tiny porthole.

(100 Words)



8 comments:

  1. I love their dialog back and forth.
    Yea, the water's going down! I hope they can hang on to that hope!

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  2. After the night, hopefully a better day will dawn x.

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  3. Yay for HOPE and night and snuggling!! Love that we had a similar take on this prompt!! :)

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  4. Another fabulous piece! I love how they now have a little hope to lift their spirits and some night time snuggling is lovely!

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  5. How lovely! I'm hoping things continue to improve for them!

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  6. The water receing is giving them a chance to be together; so cheeky and cute yet full of romance and love. Again Lisa, as I have said, brilliant. xxx

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  7. Very nice! I love the imagery. Hope is eternal.

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