again, no water!
lips parched and dry
longing to sup dew from
a single leaf clinging to life
before its last disconnect.
concerned for her children,
she harangued customer service,
her rant lapsed on the weary.
come morning, the skies awakened
in fairytale fashion, cascading tears
from unwritten poems.
a dazzling performance
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #168
dVerse Pub MTB: Personification & Imagery
hosted by Grace in Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver – #310 – Tired and Run Down – 14th January
Word of the Day Challenge – Dazzling
Your Daily Word Prompt – Lapse – January, 14, 2021
-Eugenia
image source – lovethispic.com
Great use of the prompts! Very well scribed! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you so much, Deborah!😊
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❤ !
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The last three lines leave me thirsty for more 😊
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Thank you, Reena!😊
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Unwritten Magic —- by Eugenia
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This is a beautiful combination of all the three prompts, Ma’am. Enjoyed this. 🙂
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Thank you very much and thank you for following my blog. 😊
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It’s my pleasure, Ma’am. 🙂
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This is a beautiful combination of all the three prompts, Ma’am. Enjoyed reading this. 🙂
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Fantastic writing Eugenia.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome 😉
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A great poem. No water… how bad is that!!
I liked the …. cascading tears from unwritten poems.
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Thank you, Dwight!
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A dazzling performance indeed – but I pity the poor performer!
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Thank you, Ingrid!
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Brilliant take Eugenia ❣️
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Thank you, Radhika!
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Wow, cuts deep…if I’m reading this phrase accurately: “cascading tears from unwritten poems”.
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Thank you!
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Welcome.
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This is beyond beautiful!! 😍
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Thank you, Sanaa!
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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Wow. I have no idea how you keep all of those prompts in your head at once. I can barely handle one! Your poem, IMHO, is art in its purest form.
Shabbat Shalom,
David
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Thank you for your delightful comment, David! I enjoy the challenge but sometimes attempting to address several prompts in one piece overwhelms the intent of the poem.
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I loved this! “…cascading tears from unwritten poems” … ah music to ears!
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Thank you!
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I feel your pain (and the unwritten poems). This year we’ve had a burst mains pipe, a broken boiler and frozen mains pipe. We can’t do without water!
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How unfortunate! That is way too much aggravation to endure! I hope things have improved for you.
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Thanks! We’re still protecting an exposed pipe waiting for the phantom plumber to come back and finish the job!
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Water is life…no getting around it. (K)
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Indeed, it is!
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Image and poetry …. beautiful
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Thank you, Helen!
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Grief brings salvation for the unheard, such a wonderful poem Eugenia.
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Thank you!
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Most welcome
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😊
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Thanks, Eugenia, I think you captured the prompt very well.
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Thank you, Michael.
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I think every moment is an unwritten poem… maybe we just have to accept that some poetry needs to be lived.
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Oh, I like your thoughts, Bjorn!
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