Life after death. In my grief I am shrouded in a dark mist, waiting for the clouds to pass, the storm to abate. Could I hope to speak with you again? The physical connection lost, the spiritual still alive?
“Can you hear me, our unfinished conversations”?
“Can you see me”?
“Are you now dancing together as you once did, holding hands”?
I sacredly guard your love letters, your words lie between you, as in life, now in death.
I will forever, bridge the gap, holding the lines of communication open, so that you may once again converse.
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This is what came to me seeing the above photo prompt.
Ramblings From A Mum 
This is so powerful Jenny I absolutely love how you interpreted the prompt wow amazing work
thank you and thank you Yves for the pic to work with 🙂
My pleasure
and you know i never will give up hoping.
And neither will I lovely 🙂 x
Wonderful J. There’s so much in this.
Thank you very much R. So much that we need to hold on to and hope for.
Very true
PS have you slept since our last chat?
Hmm yes, it’s now 7:15am and I’m in bed, but just woke..sort of lol
Here’s the philosophical me, but don’t you think that’s really quite freaky? Eh, don’t ya?
Ok I’m obviously asleep still what’s freaky that it’s night time there and morning here?
Just that you’ve had a whole nights sleep whilst I’ve been beavering away. Makes ya think? Does me.
The way I slept, I’d rather be beavering away, but yes it is strange, so now there it’s what around 9pm ish?
8.25pm
Close and thanks mate, sleep isn’t what it used to be. Much tossing and turning and waking early, then trying to snooze.. Ech -a long day ahead now 😦
We have an overly friendly blackbird, tweet tweet at 4am every morning.
Hmm we have cockatoos, crows, minor birds, pigeons to contend with, but they don’t sing too much now in autumn thankfully 🙂
My wife once tried to teach a minor bird to burp. That’s just the kind of thing we do here.
OMG my first laugh for the day, thank you, we hate them over here, they are killing off all our sparrows and they are trying ways to cull them in different States.
Dirty limericks is the way to go then even the naturalists will hate them
Oh that’s possibly a bit kinder than gassing, which I think that’s what they do now… 😦
Oh my goodness! I’d hate to see what they’d do to a nice pest like a Cane Toad or something?
You don’t wanna know..
I don’t LOL
Now get your breakfast
I don’t eat breakfast, cup of cha possibly, but I’m lying in bed a little longer, so the day won’t be as long 😉
I like your reasoning
Thank you muchly 😉
Sorry you didn’t sleep well
Lovely Jenny, full of hope. Well done.
Thank you so much my friend. That’s all we can hope for after they go isn’t it..
Yes certainly.
🙂
Wow – very pwerful stuff, Jen! 🙂
just came into my noggin late last night, but I thank yee kindly madam 🙂 xx
amazing.
Bless you xx
That it came to you….kind of makes it real in my head. 🙂
I am glad, it’s real in mine as well 🙂
Beautiful take on the challenge, Jen – we always wonder 😀
thanks sweet-cheeks 🙂 x
I am sure others have said this….but wow….powerful!
thank you so much, love how brains work 🙂
Or sometimes don’t work. lol
hmm that too 😉
intriguing take on the prompt…connecting the dead with the living…there is a larger story in that…that is pretty cool….
I bow and graciously say thank you my friend. Hope you are feeling better btw.
This is very touching and for me, heartwarming. It speaks to me of bravery that few feel inclined to embrace.
Thank you Oloriel, yes you are right and I wouldn’t have thought of it that way, but braveness would be required, in believing. x
What an interestingly powerful write … like this take on the photograph!