Monday morning had arrived, the start of another week in eternity. Stepping out the door, what seemed to be flurrying snow, turned out to be a blizzard of falling feathers. As the tribes were making their way into providence, they all began to look up and marvel at the gift the heavens had bestowed upon them. Heads were high, hands were even higher, dancing and chanting exploded in rapturous merriment! Feet jumping and pirouetting beneath every ecstatic enchanted spirit. The feathers stopped. The people stopped. Underneath my umbrella, “Another Monday morning in eternity,” thought I. As I made my way down the feather-covered lane, breathing in big belly breaths of disenchanted sobs, “Today, is a great day to be alive,” thought I.
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James Green
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WHICH DOOR
No one was looking, they jumped over the wall, smashed the window, crawled their way through. Up the stairwell, they stumbled among many doors, “Which one to choose?”, they both pondered. “So many doors, but so little time.” Running from door to door, they each grabbed a handle, looked into each other, teeth chattering like a rattling bag of marbles; releasing their grasp, they ran to the next set of doors; with a left and a right kick, a thud and a boom, a right kick and a left kick, punished doors thickening the hallway air. “Why won’t they open!” he shouted. “Will they ever open!” he yelled. “That door!” he pointed. “Yes, this door,” he marvelled. Turning the handle, whilst behind him his knees dropping to the floor, hands reaching towards the heavens, the sound of a click. “It’s opening!” Dropping to his knees, his palms to his heart in prayer, standing up, he stepped over him from behind, pushing the door open with sprawled out fingers. “It’s time.” He murmured, as he walked further in. The shadow of praying hands becoming more fainter by the step.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
Whispering Woods Challenge Winners
Congratulations to Morgan Christy Rickards for their winning Whispering Woods story, Guardian at the Gate. Morgan has been a Vocal creator since February 2021, and this is their first time placing in Challenge — well done, starting with a win! Guardian at the Gate draws evocatively from Welsh tales of the Cantre'r Gwaelod, a lost sunken kingdom between the forest and the sea. Heledd’s dangerous adventure pulls her towards the water but her spirit is anchored in the woods: Morgan’s writing is atmospheric and exciting.
By Vocal Curation Team6 days ago in Resources
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