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Field of Youth

Finding you wasn’t hard, although you all looked the same beneath ever changing skies. 

Stark bright and upright against the cornflower blue of summer suns;

pure under winter’s thundery slate skirts, or, quietly bathed in autumn’s sleepy amber hues.

Did you think, at twenty two, that generations would stand here by your side, imagining the glory, the fear;

and withhold anger or sorrow for you?

Racing clouds allow the sun a turn.

Your gentle name, in thirty rows of harvested youth, is brushed by rays like life-giving fingers.

No.  I am humbled by your fall; your sacrifice and your love.

©Anna Ghislena 2013

©Anna Ghislena 2013

©Anna Ghislena 2013

I took part in this week’s 100 Word Challenge which was prompted by “Fall”.  If you fancy a go checkout this link: http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2013/10/07/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week108/

Pavement Cafe

Original image from homegroup.org.uk

Original image from homegroup.org.uk

I’ve been sitting here awhile. 

My cup is empty. 

No matter, I like watching human traffic.

Foreign students chatter by.

Her!  She passes every day;

fresh long hair, a breezy skirt, so beautiful;

the picture of my love when I promised her the universe.

Now there’s a young man with determination in his stride;

his tie flapping across his chest; his briefcase full of ambition;

I remember those days, before this.

A fretful girl struggles with her double pram.   Are my children all grown up now?

As the world turns a dog sniffs my shoe.

Clink.  Silver hits my cup.  I salute you.

©Anna Ghislena 2013

This was another 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups .  To take part head for this link : http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2013/09/30/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week107/

All Good Gifts Around Us

“Congratulations!” beamed Mrs Taylor, “She mentioned another brother or sister but we didn’t realise it would be so soon!”

My mother looked behind her and back at the teacher who hurried the Assembly guests towards a generous array of vegetables, fruit and tins and gestured at seating arrangements with flapping hands.

Proud of the heavy bundle that I clutched in my arms; tenderly wrapped in cot blankets, I didn’t want to part with it.

“Come now, let me help,” coaxed mother, “be careful not to drop.”

There!  The biggest marrow on display!

“When can we have another baby?” I asked.

©Anna Ghislena 2013

The prompt from Julia Skinner’s blog for the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups this time was “Harvest”.  If you fancy taking part go here:


Away From It All

By John McKinstry from alltradeart.net

By John McKinstry from alltradeart.net

The first blissful night in Cliff Cottage .  A prescribed change of scene and an abundance of familiar helping hands; it was to soften first-time parent neuroticism.

Faces glowed with the spread of steaming bowls and dancing candlelight; ears tuned to the comforting swish of waves breaking in the darkness below that calmed the fire popping mischievously in the grate.  The baby slept soundly upstairs.

Satisfied sighs and the chink of silver spoons halted unexpectedly.   As if eyes could listen, all rose towards the ceiling and followed determined footsteps padding across boards towards the infant’s room.

Nothing.  Spoons chinked again.

©Anna Ghislena 2013

This is the first time I have participated in the 100WCGU (100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups) engineered by blogger Julia Skinner.  This entry was inspired by the prompt: “…but where did the noise come from…?”

To find out more or to take part go here: http://jfb57.wordpress.com/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups/