Prompt of the Week: The Sea
September 15th 2010 12:50
The Sea
When I sit by the lake
and I can't see the other side
it reminds me of home
on the sea's rocky shore.
I remember the wind in my face
the green land stretched out behind me
the sea stretching out in front
the only people me and my family
alone with the countryside of our ancestors.
When I sit by the lake
the wind blows in my face
polluted and murky Toronto air
and I dream that it is
the cool, clean wind of my homeland.
The blue horizon
blue water stretching into blue sky
calls me home;
and I tell the horizon
I can't be there yet,
but I'll come home soon.
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There is a spot by the lake where you cannot see the city. Every few days I pay this spot a visit. There's a stone bench on which I meditate. I ache for Scotland, the green cliffs and the blue sea that fades into blue sky. From the moment I left I've ached to go back. Never have I felt so at home as I did walking along the rocky shore from town to castle.
The home of my ancestors calls to me; it would become my home as well. The wind of my birth land tells me that I am to be part of something greater, something older, and that I must go to the home of my clan.
Someday I will make it. Someday I will not look out over a lake, but a sea, and even on the clearest day, I will not see the other side.
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Comment by Anonymous
Stuff in usual spot.
Funny ... these last couple I've been able to just sit and do ... (that might not be anything to brag about) but there we are. This is some success on my part ... not so much mulling around and editing and wailing and gnashing of teeth. : )
I like the picture you posted. Curiously ... Cape Breton (the land mass) was actually (a zillion years ago) part of the land you yearn for. : ) So maybe a trip to the east coast is an interim solution for you? : )
I remain enthralled by your ability to do poetry. It is a skill I lack but admire.
For more entertainment ... see below.
http://redparrot.tumblr.com/
Especially the pic of my door ... ; ) ... it all seems connected this week for some reason.
Hope you have a great balance of the week!
Cheers!
RP
Comment by Dianna G
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Your flash fiction, as usual, quite impresses me. I really like getting to know these characters.
Prompts become much easier to repond to. Writing does get easier as you go along. The only thing that doesn't (and even this probably does, it just takes longer) is editing. Editing always sucks. I'm lucky in that poetry-and most of the stuff you'll find here at Fictional Worlds-just falls out of my head.
I'd love to go to Cape Breton. Though there's no realistic way of doing it-I don't have money to save-I'd love to hit up either of the coasts of Canada next summer. My grandmother has a picture on our fridge of the east coast and it's stunning, much like Scotland. It would be an amazing trip.
Love the photos too by the way.
~Dianna