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.
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Evanescent - RDP
History - FOWC