Every Thursday at noon GMT, Sue Vincent publishes one of her photos as a writing prompt.
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Hidden from view, none saw her beginning, a small pool of tears spilling over the edge.
She was searching, running over pebbles and stones.
Gentle splashes sprinkled the leafy witnesses to her journey, mossy blankets guiding her south.
She grew in girth, widening her path and gathering momentum, cleansing as she went.
The end was in sight, and she flowed into the open arms of her mother, the river.
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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
Beautiful and lyrical, Di.
Hi Sue. Thanks. It’s a lovely photo and I know a place pretty similar.
It was a truly lovely place to stumble across.
Mine too.
Very nice. Embracing the mother!
Thank you.
You’re welcome
Beautiful!
Thank you!
That’s a great image you’ve created Di.
Thanks Michael.
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I do like the flow of this poem Do and especially the ending 💜💜
Thanks Willow.
I really do like it 💜
A gorgeous piece of writing.
Thanks Roberta
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
thanks for the reblog.
Lovely…
thank you
Love this.
Hi Ken. Thank you.
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