A PROSE POEM:
A shallow stream with a pebbled carpet,
Dapples of sunlight on a shimmering surface.
Bare feet cooled in ripples of water,
Shouts and laughter and joyful splashes.
A father and a son joined in play,
A precious moment clutched from memory.
Quiet descends on a father alone,
A shadow of the boy glimmers and fades.
That beaming smile flickers one last glint,
Before the stream lies silent in contemplation.
The rays of light still shine down,
Their warmth no longer penetrates.
The father kneels, racked with pain,
His tears fall on the watery plain.
One last moment with his innocent child,
One last smile or laugh or splash.
Red drops colour sparkling transparency,
The father lies down and floats away.
Written as part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story or poem in around 150 – 175 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thanks as always to the challenge host Priceless Joy. For more information visit HERE.
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IAIN KELLY 
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