Tag: blood
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FATHER AND SON
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…
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AFTERMATH
Pale skin made her standout. Too many heads turned in her direction. Assassinations make people suspicious. Years of civil war did that to a country. The heat was heavy and oppressive. The hotel, a ramshackle construction of tin roofs and wooden struts, teetering on collapse. The receptionist, red lips and false eyelashes, eyed her as…
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LUST FOR LIFE
Waiting for the last rose petal to fall, the end of summer and autumn announced, she could feel the urge rising within her again. Through the latticed window the blood red colour spoke to her. The sun would dip behind the horizon soon. The days were getting shorter. The confinement to her room would soon…
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JUSTIFIABLE
Had she done the right thing? She had no idea. Others would judge her. She only knew she had done what she thought best. The water was icy cold on her feet. It reached the bottom of her dress, weighing the light linen down. The light gold sand swirled around her ankles. The red on…
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IN THE HOLLOW TREE
Nothing sinister or suspect. Samson looked out at the row of bungalows. A car drove past, a dog barked, the trees swayed in the breeze. He stepped inside the house, walking through the hallway, glancing in each room. No signs of disturbance. She lived here alone. Late last night, a call from neighbours reporting screaming.…
Iain Kelly 