hope is an emberthat glows faintly in the hearth its feeble flickersigns of its strugglebefore it subsidesinto cold ash lean close,breathe on itgently,carefully bring itto life again Jodie McCarthy
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hope is an emberthat glows faintly in the hearth its feeble flickersigns of its strugglebefore it subsidesinto cold ash lean close,breathe on itgently,carefully bring itto life again Jodie McCarthy
I peer at the glass, strugglingto make out the image. Trying to discernthe shapeof the facestaring back at me. A face so familiarand yet indistinct. The lineswon't settleas they should.Shifting and movingin spite of my gaze. The image blursas my stareintensifies.My eyeswateringunder the strain. I am obscuredand despitemy effortI can notmake myselfappear. Thena shard of … Continue reading Reflect
I notice it already,the shortnessof breaththe tightnessin my chest I don’t want to venturebelowthe surface the shallowsare safeand known the deepis murkyand unclear yetsomethingdrawsmeunder a faint glimmerin the gloomy darka hint thatperhapsthereis treasureto be found so, I breathedeepand dive (Note: This post is part of Amanda Viviers #writemakecreate challenge for Summer)