"What do you plan to do with your one, wild, precious life?" -Mary Oliver

Monday, August 27, 2012

POW

                                              "Big Room" Andrew Wyeth



They had the room for the afternoon. She placed flowers in a vase as the white sun flooded the room. A fireplace (will they need it?), fruit to slice and a clock to tick off minutes to the planned rendezvous in a ravaged city.  She smoothed her dress and her hair and waited in a chair in the sun until the sun left the room. She lit the fire and opened the wine, and twirled a lock of hair until a clump came out in her hand. She waited for the soft tread of her lover, the scout; for his shadow to fill the door, but the only sound was the clock, the clock, the damned tock of the clock, and the shadows that lengthened were not of him. They took him by ambush to pry loose his secrets, but all they found was a photo, a date and a time.

Photo prompt is from Tess Kincaid at Magpie Tales  where the links to other creative takes on the photo reside.

27 comments:

Frances Garrood said...

I like this. Really imaginative!

Lydia Kang said...

Yvonne, that was gorgeous! Well done!

Helen said...

... most poignant.

Anthony Duce said...

Enjoyed.

Lyn said...

What a movie this is! So involving, I caught my breath..thank you...

Kay said...

makes you want to know more...?

Tess Kincaid said...

Shades of The Highwayman here...dark and lovely...

Brian Miller said...

oh so sad they took him...leaving her to wait...this def could be a much larger story....

Liza said...

So well written. So sad.

ninotaziz said...

Loved this little story, lost in time. I loved it that no names were given, just two lovers headed for tragedy.

Dick Jones said...

A brief glimpse into 'the day after'. Chilling.

Yvonne Osborne said...

Frances,
Thanks!!

Lydia,
Thank you so much.

Helen,
Thanks. I'm glad you liked it.

Tony,
Thank you!!

Lyn
A movie?! Thank you!

Kay,
It made me want to know more too! Thanks!

Tess,
Thank you and thanks for hosting.

Brian,
Thanks, I think it could be.

Liza,
Thanks.

Nino,
Thanks. No names need be revealed. Nice to meet a new blogger.

Dick,
And nice to meet you too! Thanks for commenting. I'm glad you liked it.

Lydia said...

Wow! That ending is powerful. I really enjoyed your Mag lots.

izzy said...

Yowsa~ great take on this! I am sure she out twirled a lock of hair! -sad,
I could also relate to smoothing out the dress! thanks-

Yvonne Osborne said...

Lydia,
Thank you so much!

Izzy,
Thanks. I know it's what I'd do in similar circumstances. I'd probably be bald!

Carrie Burtt said...

A captivating write Yvonne! Love this! :-)

manicddaily said...

Wonderful! Great take on the prompt. k.

Lucy Westenra said...

Bones of a great story here. What ravaged the city?

Yvonne Osborne said...

Carrie,
Thank you so much! Smiles

Manicddaily,
Thank you!! Glad you liked.

Lucy,
Hi there! War is what I had in mind when I wrote this short piece. War, what is it good for?
Thank you for commenting. Maybe I can flesh this out into a short short....

Yvonne Osborne said...

story.:)

hyperCRYPTICal said...

excellently composed.

Anna :o]

Yvonne Osborne said...

Anna,
Thank you!

Al said...

A lovely piece!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Al,
Thanks!

Talli Roland said...

LOVE! You've managed to weave a real sense of mystery and loss in just a few words.

Jemi Fraser said...

You get so much emotion in so few words!! Love it :)

Yvonne Osborne said...

Talli and Jemi,
I forgot to say thanks.

Thank you!!!