Blossoming Thoughts
For Hannah's Community Renga
Rain sends my blossoming thoughts
Journeying onwards to home.
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This has been written in response to Hannah Moore's challenge which you can read here as it continues to flower:
About the Creator
Rachel Deeming
Mum, blogger, crafter, reviewer, writer, traveller: I love to write and I am not limited by form. Here, you will find stories, articles, opinion pieces, poems, all of which reflect me: who I am, what I love, what I feel, how I view things.
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Perfect Little Pirate
The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (8)
I kinda missed this one. Very interesting.
This was soooo beautiful! Loved your lines Rach!
Pretty phrasing! Great on its own and as an extension of the renga
Love how this can read as melancholic or upbeat, depending on your frame of mind. Nice one Rachel🤗
Beautiful work Rachel!
Paul’s right. This does stand well on its own. Beautiful!
Gorgeous, thank you so much.
Ohhhh...me like this on its own, let alone part of the renga. Well done, chum-chum-cha-reeeeeee! lol. I'm waking up and just found a whole bunch of Ms Moore so getting my head round it and preparing to Renga.