I am spent
paint dripping down
the empty canvas-
finger to lips.
I am spent,
like the final coin
that falls into
our favorite song.
Hand in hand,
Eye to eye,
So, worth it
in The End.
This is my poetic entry for Friday Fictioneers where every week we write 100-word stories in response to this prompt. This week’s prompt is presented by none other than our fearless leader Rochelle.
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7 thoughts on “FF: Glorious Chaos”
paint-slicked skin is lovely, very evocative.
I love this, Anne. Spent like a coin…well done and the music is a bonus.
interesting use of poetic metaphor. Well done.
This was truly lovely, Anne. Perfect musical choice, to boot.