story of a life
narrated by zig-zag lines
engraving the skin
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remaining silent
words can never speak of it
life at its twilight
P.s.- Written in response of VisDare Challenge. I composed a story earlier, keeping in mind the image of the prompt but forgetting to consider the word.. so I ended up creating a tale with an entirely another theme and I tried but couldn’t include the significance of the word “engraved” into it. So, I have written these two haiku inspiring from the photograph. Again, the second haiku is devoid of the main word or any of its synonymous counterpart. I apologize for that.
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For all our fear and nervousness about old age, maybe it’s best to be thankful we make it that far.
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That is so true. Thank you for sharing such wise words.
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Two beautiful haiku. And never ever EVER worry about not including the word in the prompt!! When I participate in flash fiction, I try to capture the meaning without use the word prompt at all, unless the rules specifically state I have to use it. Kinda my own challenge I give myself.
Of course, now I want to know what this story was that you wrote….because really the only prompt is the photo itself. I throw in the label for (a) blogging purposes ((I have to give the file a name)) and also (b) to challenge writers to take the photo beyond the obvious. It sounds like you did that. Soooooo…..do we get to read it?? š
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Oh.. I was unaware of that. I had it in my mind that the title of the photograph must be an important part of the story.
Well, I would like to share it but I don’t know how since the linking widget for that prompt must have expired by now. May be I would just post it here and link it back to you. š
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Sounds good to me!! Tweet me when you post it. š
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