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Perspective

Eventide.
The waves crashing at shores.
The roar of hungry ocean,
consuming the remains of the day greedily.
The ferries anchored,
owners back to their nests.
Just like the sea-gulls
huddling in colonies.
The air-balloon descending,
hysteria lowering each minute.
You pull me close and hug me tight.
Melancholically.
Cockcrow.
The ocean exhales energy.
Cold waves wash everything afresh,
dissolving the litter of yesterday.
Sea-gulls squawk in distance
readying for the flight.
Ferries rock gently,
setting momentum for the day.
A hot air-balloon rises,
hysteria growing each minute.
You hug me tight
as you leave for work.
A buoyant hug.

Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook : 100 word challenge : wash

Linking with Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers - 183rd
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  1. Priceless JoySeptember 22, 2018 at 7:26 AM

    Beautiful poem but it doesn't have anything to do with this flash fiction. I will be deleting it.

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  2. Priceless JoySeptember 22, 2018 at 7:27 AM

    Sorry, I won't be deleting it as it does go along with this flash fiction. Beautifull poem!

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  3. Priceless JoySeptember 22, 2018 at 7:32 AM

    I know what threw me off - you need to include the prompt photo with your story/poem.

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsSeptember 23, 2018 at 10:12 PM

      I will include the photo prompt henceforth. Thanks for the feedback.

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