aye, the old man understood her chutzpah appreciated her gentility too was aware that the moon affected her behavior and the favors she was willing to bestow on him every time asking for nothing more than his loyalty in return so that when he saw her capsize his boat batter it and rough him about-- do with him what she pleased he did not fight her never for a moment afraid then later that night, just before her rage subsided and while she was still empowered by the moon she pushed with all the strength of her middle to return to his family what served her none-- his vessel, the ensign to remember him by forevermore
Inspired by a lovely photo prompt for Lynn’s Tuesday. Thank you Glen.
The prompt for week 55
The creative goal for all of us is “what does the picture evoke in you; what emotion; feeling; memory or whatever it may be – what does it arouse in you and to share it that with others.“
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Looking forward to your thoughts!
Main image: Image by Jean-Louis SERVAIS from Pixabay
Photo Prompt: Image by LynnMcK Photography for ltpp
THANKS FOR READING
I wish you miracles.
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Beautiful poem, Selma👌 Love the imagery and the sentiment.
“while she was still empowered by the moon / she pushed with all the strength in her middle” ☀️ 💛
Hey, Sunra. You honor me with a comment. I appreciate you. Blessings.
It is deserved, Selma. Greetings and blessings to you ☀️💛
Bless your heart.