Contemplating the way the tides exposed the sandbar made her feel connected to her own situation. That is how she felt. Exposed and vulnerable. The crashing waves of their relationship had pounded her down to this state to which this footbridge now stood witness. The tranquility of the moment was lost in the torrent of her thoughts.
“I don’t feel connected to you anymore.” is how he began his announcement, “You and I are going in different directions now.”, he continued blithely.
Stunned, she turned toward the fully lit kitchen as her heart exploded. Nothing he was saying made any sense. Sorting through the rampage of confusion, waves of nausea flooded her stomach. She did not understand at all. Picnics, long walks with in-depth talks, these were the characteristics of their relationship. Not this disconnection that he described. There had to be something else going on.
The sea’s waves started to become larger as if carrying a message to her. One of replenishment. Was it time to let it all go? Move on with her life? Life was full. University, goals, family and, of course, nature filled her days. She was just fine without him.
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© Carol Campbell
Photo Prompt from:
https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/02/15/fffaw-week-of-02-16-2016/
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Super! Love this: “The tranquility of the moment was lost in the torrent of her thoughts.” 😉 Hugs!
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Thank you very much!
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That line caught me too! Brilliant! I love the sea imagery and the way the metaphor for the water changes throughout the poem as her mind changes
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Thank you!
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🙂 you’re welcome
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Hugs!
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Thank you 🙂 hugs to you too
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Hugs!
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😀
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She’ll be just fine.
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Yes she will.
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Good for her! Loved this, Carol. You wrote it beautifully! Your words beautifully wove the story.
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Thank you so much, Joy!
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My pleasure! 🙂
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like Gloria Steinem once said, ” a woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle.”
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Haha!
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So taken by your imagery and how you managed to link the physical and mental environments so expertly in such a little space. In awe! TJ Paris
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Thank you!
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My pleasure. Best wishes from Western Australia. TJ
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Mr. Full-of-himself is making a very sour bed, it seems. Let him lie in it.
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Yes! That’s so true!
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