On the merry-go-round of the Friday Fictioneers, we spin our stories, tell our tales; climb to the heights or sink to the depths of the human condition. The photo to challenge us this week, comes courtesy of David Stewart, you can climb his Green Walled Tower to read more from him, and you can read more from Rochelle, who leads the Fictioneers up and down and round and round each week.
Genre: Memoir
Word Count: 100
A Story of Love
I believed your promises of love and forever
I left my friends and family behind
They didn’t see what I saw
Couldn’t bask in the glow of the love you gave me.
I walked beside you
Your confidence soared
You matured
Saw a different world
A world of opportunity
Endless possibilities
For an unencumbered man.
♥♥♥♥♥♥
Heartbroken desolate abandoned
Unable to dull the pain
I returned to my safe haven
Loving arms held me tight
Unquestioning support and solace
Nurtured the Me you had destroyed
Watched the smile I’d lost return
Saw me climb back to my place in the sun.
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Great, Dee. Good contrasts. I’m a sucker for poetry, you know. 😉
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Thanks Kent, something different for me this week
🙂
Dee
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I think many of your readers will relate to this–including me–and, regardless of their personal experience, will find it very beautifully written!
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Dear Jan
Thank you Jan. The photo reminded me of a fairground and of a series of events that changed my life. Part of it came out in the poem and I’m pleased that you liked it.
Take care
Dee
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I liked this.
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Thanks for letting me know
Dee
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It’s that last line that does it for me, darling. It seems such a melancholy poem, but that last line hints at triumph.
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There was triumph of a kind Helena, thank you for reading
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Too close to home, but beautiful still =)
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Thanks for reading Troy, pleased you liked it
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A sad one from you this week Dee, but a message of hope nevertheless. Nicely done.
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Not usually sad, but the photo triggered memories, thanks for reading, hope you’re well
Dee
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Dear Dee,
Sounds like she at last saw what everyone else saw in this guy. Hindsight’s always 20/20 they say. Lovely word-pictures.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle
Yes, that’s just what happened.
Love certainly makes you blind at times, even when your upbringing and common sense scream ‘Stop!’ you plough on regardless.
Thanks for reading
Dee
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i really like this one. great job!
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Thank you so much
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Nice balance of expectation and disappointment!
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Thank you for your kind comment Gabriella
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Lovely poetry. Just great .-)
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Thank you Bjorn glad you liked ir
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lovely piece.. a reality for so many.. family who are like friends and friends who are like family are a blessing 🙂
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Thank you kz, glad you liked it.
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Sensitively told story of the vagaries of blind love and the restorative powers of family support. Very well done.
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Thank you VB, pleased you liked the story
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