Her green eyes totally locked into his grey, words were
suddenly not needed. Words were still spoken, were attended to.
Then, a faint whisper, What
now?
The dawn was just breaking.
The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on hips, head held high, The silken gown, barely there, A tilt of neck, balanced well, The sultry glance, timed right, Perfect half twirl, played twice, With a graceful swirl, she turns back. The world looks on with stolen breath, Oohs, aahs, applauds, encores. The showstopper’s yesterday, Now hangs in a gallery, Fading parchment, guarded unnecessarily. No shadows of glamour come a-chasing, For vacant eyes and sagging skin, For shattering illusions, hanging questions, Am I never going back? Linking with The Mag : Mag 147 Linking with Write on Edge : The Red Writing Hood - The Gallery Linking with My blog can beat up your blog : 100 Word Song : Never going back to Ok Linking with The Velvet Verbosity : 100 Words - Breath
Oh I like this. Especially "words were still spoken, were attended to" the word "attended" is unexpected. And I always like an ending where life begins! :D
ReplyDeleteThank you Linda. It is really good to hear such positive words.
DeleteThis is a beautiful and strong ending. I especially love: "...words were suddenly not needed." They seem to have a special relationship.
ReplyDeleteThank you Lumdog, I do think they share special relation.
DeleteYou had me at "eyes totally locked". I love a glance where eyes meet and a moment, whatever it may be, is shared between just two people. And that goes for lovers, friends and strangers alike.
ReplyDeleteEven I like the intimacy that comes with eyes being held.
DeleteThank you Gina.
This was a nice use of the prompt. Great job!
ReplyDeleteThank you Tessa.
DeleteI like the staccato feeling of the last part of this. It really helps to build momentum. Nice job!
ReplyDeleteThank you editors.
DeleteThank you Carver.
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