Thursday photo prompt: Fragrant #writephoto

Each week, Sue Vincent gives us one of her photos to inspire and encourage us to write: fiction, non fiction, poetry, humour, anything that the photo inflames in our minds.
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Something was missing.
She walked through the rose garden and sat on the seat under the weeping peach and green canopy.
She looked up and felt a tear on her cheek, but it was dew from a delicate petal.
The sun gazed down on her and she felt the warmth on her face.
She was missing something.
She stood and walked away down the lavender flanked pathway, through the rose garden and sat on the seat, lost in thought.
The roses and trees were in splendid colour, so peaceful and calming, but something was amiss.
She rose, and walked away.
Finding herself in the rose garden, she walked to the seat where she sat and pondered, a sense of deja vu paramount in her mind.
One garden, one seat, three paths trod all leading to where she currently was.
One path left.
Ambling through the rose garden, she saw him waiting for her on the seat and she knew.
The fragrance of the roses and lavender burst forth, as did her love for him, this man who had brought her senses alive in life and had waited for her in death.

About pensitivity101

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.
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33 Responses to Thursday photo prompt: Fragrant #writephoto

  1. Sue Vincent says:

    You really brought out a sense of disorientaton, Di…but with a beautiful resolution.

  2. Iain Kelly says:

    So romantic, even in death. Lovely.

  3. That touched a nerve. Really good.

  4. Violet Lentz says:

    Sad ending… Very nice write.

  5. Sadje says:

    Beautifully written.

  6. Hey,

    I’m working on my debut poetry book and preparing a mailing list. Would you like me to add your e-mail address please? If so, can you share it with me?

    I don’t plan to do it like hard core promotion, I will be e-mailing you privately not through any software.

    I will just inform you when it’s available and when there is some huge fluctuation in price (sale etc.), as on WordPress reader, posts get lost in stampede.

    I won’t be mailing you more than 4 to 5 times a year, and that’s max. Promise!

    And if you want it to share it privately you can do that through contact form on my blog.

    Thank you 🙂

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  8. Lake Writer says:

    I loved the ending, and the lovely flow leading to it.

  9. willowdot21 says:

    So beautiful, you brought tears to my eyes. 💜

  10. That was well done, wending those paths to a tidy and poignant conclusion.

  11. jenanita01 says:

    I found this both beautiful and sad, especially as I don’t think there will be anyone waiting for me…

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  13. So glad she found what she had in life in the afterlife.

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