Tag: rose
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MOTIONS
‘That which we call a rose. By any other name would smell as sweet.’ ‘Aachoo!’ ‘Bless you.’ ‘Sorry.’ *** It should have been a warning sign, a red flag. I should have realised the romance was over then. Now here we are, decades of existing later, but not living, not really. He still buys me […]
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INSULATED
She held the blanket to her face and breathed in. The fragrance hit her. She pictured him in sunshine, among the flowers of the rose garden they used to visit. She saw his smile and those wide blue eyes. The fragrance wasn’t him of course. The smell that had stained the blanket was the medicine, […]
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G IS FOR GLASGOW, GREAT BRITAIN
A STORY OF THE GARDEN FESTIVAL IN GLASGOW, GREAT BRITAIN It had been a glorious summer. Glasgow didn’t get many of them. Perhaps it was fate that the year of the Garden Festival was the warmest and driest summer that anyone could remember. The festival was meant to regenerate the wastelands that had been left […]
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WITHERED ROSE
She had withered over the cold winter. The gradual process of ageing had taken its final undignified collapse. Francis wheeled her mother outside into the garden, where the morning sunshine had evaporated the dew and birdsong brought promise of the arriving spring. As the rays of light beamed over the frail figure, the hunched back […]
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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 […]
Iain Kelly 