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TLT: Woman

23 Feb

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photo by Clem Onojehungo via Unsplash

There were a tough times that we once went through, you and I. I was upset, angry, frightened, never knew if you’d come back.

But I’m not waiting you by my door anymore.

I am now living on my own, ready to face whatever comes in my way. You made me the woman that I am now.

This post was written for TLT challenge and of course for all the women out there, who are stronger than they ever thought they could be 

 

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Awakening

29 Jan

Even as a child I knew there is something special around us. Like a color veil waving around in the air.

My mother was a witch. The “A” marked old fashion witch from the small town full of superstitious people. To be a woman with special abilities and free wild mind in such a tight environment…well, it is quite a difficult role to play.

As a child of a woman who has been rejected by the society, you would guess I end up as a repressed child. Or in the worst case, the devil worshiper in its worst way possible.

But my mother gave me the most beautiful gift a mother could give. She taught me to be strong, honest and in the same time a kind person. And when I finally reached the right age, she showed me what I had felt for such a very long time. She showed me the real meaning of the beautiful color veil that was surrounded me since I was born. It was my own power coming out from within me.

As a daughter of a woman that was only a dirt in the eyes of the society, I never wanted to become like her. I spent days and nights praying I would become normal ordinary person. But as soon as I felt that raging power, I blossomed as the most beautiful flower. I opened my feathers as the most proud peacock. The door of the secret garden was wide open for me.

 

This post was written for https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/01/29/writing-prompt-189-collage-35/

TLT: A Flowergirl

13 Oct

photo by Ben Rosett

We don’t talk anymore.
I still see you smiling while looking to me.
You are not the little boy
and I am not the flower girl anymore.

We walked the line throughout our life together.
The path was not always studded with flowers,
but we made it till here.
Here is the place where I am now,
but you…

We don’t talk anymore.
There is nothing left to say without the loved one.
You are gone and I am sitting here, waiting.
The flowers in my hand slowly falling to the ground, I don’t remember who gave them to me.
You were my man, my friend, lover, family.
I was your flower girl since the day one.
You were my man till the end.
No more flowers, only sad hope that I see you soon enough.

This post was written for TLT challenge.

A Reckless Decision

3 Apr

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Louise packed her last things and watched her room in a silence. She looked to the walls, to the chair she used to sit every day, to the bed she used to lean her body every night on exhausted from work on a farm. She looked to the bookshelf above her bed for the last time.

Circus. That was her passion and ticket to the life she had always dreamed of.  She wanted to be part of the famous shows, to become a part of such crazy and beautiful world. Soon she will be on the road towards her freedom.

Her heart was beating fast as she was coming down the stairs to say last good-bye to her mother. Eyes  gazing downward, afraid to say a word, she approached the kitchen where her mother was sitting at the table, waiting for her daughter to change her mind.

“Tell me what it is you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” her mother disapproved. In the fear of loosing her daughter forever, she hoped Louise would stay when she’d see her mother’s sadness.

“This is my destiny, mother. At least I have to try, don’t you understand? This is my chance to get out of here and become someone.”

“You are someone. You don’t have to join some freak show to find that out!”

 Mary regretted those last words since. She never got the chance to take them back, for Louise never returned to her mother’s arms again.


This post was written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie : Writing Prompt #153 “Collage 20”

Security Blanket

20 Mar

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 ‘We stopped checking for monsters under the bed when we realized they were inside of us.’ Charles Darwin.

Toby was hiding under his bed once again. He was sure there is a monster in the house. Everybody was already asleep and that was even worse. Toby realized that he was alone in this. Once the monster gets to his room, there will be nobody to save him.

Toby heard a sound coming from the kitchen. With eyes wide open he forgot to breath. He was trying to catch some sound again but the only thing he heard now was his heart beat. Another sound now coming from the stairs.

“What do I do, what do I do?”

Toby was desperate already. He closed his eyes and started to pray.

“Please God, don’t let the monster to see me.”

Suddenly his heart beat came back to normal speed. Toby felt enormous relief on his chest. It was as if somebody covered him with security blanket. He didn’t know how, but he fell asleep right that second.  In the morning his mother found him sleeping under the bed.

“Sweetheart there are no monsters. It was our cat wandering around the house once again like every night.”

After that night he always started to pray anytime he was afraid of monsters. And it always worked. Years later he realized these monsters were only in his head. However he never stopped wondering about the “security blanket”.


This post was written for  Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Writing Prompt nr. 151 – Collage 19.