Evanescent
Theirs was a short, passionate history going back years. They had been close. So close they could read each other’s minds. They would often finish each other’s sentences as if they were one and the same person. Kindred spirits who ran feely with not a care in the world.
Their bond was deep but it was evanescent. It seemed to us that as quickly as it had blossomed, it was over
They say there are moments caught between heartbeats where love lies dormant, sometimes for a lifetime. All it takes is for that one special soul to find their way in into the layers of our mind and ignite that fiery passion.
This is how it was for them. The spark was kindled but they took no care of their fire. The embers were left dying in the dirt until it burned no more.
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Kim of Writing in North Norfolk is hosting Prosery
at D'Verse Poets tonight and has asked us to write
a flash fiction piece that includes these words from
a Louis MacNeice poem called 'Coda"
‘There are moments caught between heart-beats’.
Prosery requirement is exactly 144 words excluding the title.
Image by Alejandro Tuzzi from Pixabay
Word Prompts
Evanescent - RDP
History - FOWC
Poetry For Healing 
That’s beautifully written, Christine.
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Thanks so much Chris ☺️
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Great writing! They wasted the great opportunity of life I feel.
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Thanks Sadje. I think sometimes people don’t know what they’ve got until it’s too late.
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You’re welcome Christine. Absolutely right.
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beautifully written, a love that sparked but did not stay burning, i could feel the sadness and regret so well articulated.
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Thanks Gina. I think we all question lost opportunities and wonder why relationships sometimes don’t work out.
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yes we do and sometimes there is just no answer and we must accept that
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A sad story, Christine. Sometimes that is what happens with intense relationships, in which you can read each other’s minds and finish each other’s sentences. Sometimes you have to be able to relax. I love the fire metaphor.
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Thank you Kim. You provided a wonderful prompt for us 🙂 The line was beautiful
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😊
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A cautionary tale, the fire beginning must always be stoked, so true, and yes so sad too, a powerful piece in its telling.
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Thank you Paul. I appreciate it very much ☺️
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Great story! Sad when that happen in a relationship! Passion is just a fuse waiting to be lit!
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Indeed it is Dwight! 🙂
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Christine,
Yes a powerful piece and wise. Thank you for sharing this.
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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Of course. 🙂
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🤓🙏🙌🙏🤓
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I think they lived for passion but forget the friendship
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Yes! Without that they were doomed 😕
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Love that ending, Christine!
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Thank you so much! I really appreciate it ☺️🥰
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Awesome post, Christine!! Loved the topic and your wonderful words!! Sad ending to let love die out of carelessness!!! Bellissimo, Christine!!
xoxo – 💖🌹
Chuck
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Aww, thanks Chuck. As always, you are so sweet 🥰
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Always love reading your words!!!
xoxo 🌹🌹😊
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I recently started blogging. This is some really good stuff I am coming across.
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Good luck with your blog 🙂
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