Time again for ‘Friday Fictioneers’. A weekly 100 word fiction prompt hosted by the ever creative Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. I’m addicted and proud, get yourselves over and read the others, even better, join yourself. A bit like turnip, how do you know you don’t like it if you never give it a try.
Photo : Jennifer Pendergast
She is the other part of me, the light to my dark. Like the wind that whistles through the trees, she is my freedom and my release. While she dances in the sunlight, I wither and fall. While she walks through the barriers, I turn and I run. She is the colour beyond the grey walls, the grass that is greener and the dreams that evolve.
She holds out her hand and bids me come over, but the fear I carry is too strong to ignore. I feel the gap widening, the mist closing in. Maybe tomorrow I’ll walk through the door.
That’s beautiful, Helen. Really, really beautiful. I can see this recited by a groom about his bride on their wedding day.
Five gold smiles! 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
You sweet talker you 😉
Really we’ll written
Grrr auto correct!
lol, thanks 🙂
Oh my, this is so beautiful. Excellent writing!
Thank you 😉
Nice piece of contrasting there Helen, and a great reflection on the photo prompt.
Thanks Sandra 🙂
Dear Helen,
The people on the other side of the door feel the same way. The irony is that we never realize that. A wonderfully written story.
Aloha,
Doug
Thanks for reading and commenting Doug 🙂
Dear Helen,
I sense that if she steps through the door she’ll find a new confidence. Evocative piece. Lovely.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I felt that was also. It was very uplifting in that regard.
aloha Helen. i like the cadence in your writing here. and the world-sense we all face in one way or another.
ps. i have to say thank you as well. as a result of seeing your post, i found Friday Fictioneers. into the water i plunge. fun. aloha.
Thanks for reading and glad you decided to give it ago 🙂
Absolutely beautiful! 🙂
Lovely. I hope she finds the courage to step out and live fully. Well done!
such wonderful words… i hope that someday he does walk through that door.
What a great balance and counter balance. Freedom and fear, joy and trepidation. Bravo.
This is stunning, and true of so many of us, I think. time to take the leap and walk through the door.
Evocative, and sort of ethereal. Definitely not a turnip 🙂
Nice flow and beautifully written.
Evocative, great style, beautifully written (as always) 🙂
Dee
Helen, Just about everything’s been said already. I’ll just second, or third, or whatever, that it’s a lovely piece and so well written. 🙂 —Susan
This is a beautiful post…a poem in prose…loved it!
Beautifully written. I hope he takes the plunge and crosses. On the other hand, the dark side of me saw her as his lost love, passed away, and he’s trying to gather the courage to end it to be with her.
I actually wrote it as being someone’s subconscious, not necessarily sure if male or female. It’s funny that others see a partner or someone lost. It’s good that it ho it reads is determined by the reader 🙂
I would say this is a great interpretation of the world – how we hesitate in the face of lights – how we hesitate and linger in the darkness an misery.. A prose poem larger than its words
Such a beautiful description of other, I wonder why he’s hesitating. Beautifully done.
A very heart felt and elegant piece of writing. You could almost feel yourself dancing through this piece of fiction
Very evocative and powerful, Helen. I can really relate to this piece, as I think so many of us carry this duality, and work to bring the two sides together. Very powerful!
Thanks 😉