Awakening

Waves lap beneath. Meteors rain. An unassuming girl in an unassuming house extends an inhuman mind across galaxies to a long forgotten home.

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– Written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #18. Photo prompt. CC 140. Photo from Pixabay.com.

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Looking Through a Window

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Looking Through a Window. Photos ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.

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Sunrise

Reflections on waves,
Glitter sprinkled ‘cross the sea –
Sunrise, like magic,
Gifts a new day of hope and
Untold possibilities

– Written for Silver’s Tanka Tuesday Challenge #2. Word prompts were “magic” & “glitter” or synonyms of those. Photo by Armando Maynez

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Liquid

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Liquid. Photos ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark. This post was awarded featured blog for this challenge.

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The Blind Date

Blind dates were never her thing but this time, she accepted. She wasn’t entirely sure why.

Before arriving on the boardwalk, she had a shot of vodka to calm her nerves. Her so-called friends had accused her of being a bit uptight, and she wished it didn’t bother her. She tucked the mini flask beneath her dress in her garter for safekeeping.

Pyotr was a lovely man with a hearty laugh, and he was not shy. He was lively and charismatic and insisted on spinning her around and around to the music drifting on the wind. He was hard to resist.

“You are a beautiful woman!” He said. “Don’t be shy. Enjoy the music, the sea, while we are young and still can.”

She blushed but smiled and felt warm inside. His enthusiasm was contagious.

“Drink?” He asked as he offered her his own flask, which had been hidden away in a coat pocket.

She gratefully accepted, taking more than she probably should have. He laughed again loudly, and she couldn’t help but join in.

They continued dancing and spinning, and before she knew it, the salty breeze or was it the vodka, had carried them out onto the waves.

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What Freedom! by Ilya Repin

– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Microfiction Challenge #15: Freedom. Painting prompt by Ilya Repin. WC 200.

Ocean State Of Mind

Beach time is measured
By waves caressing the shore
As summertime wanes

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– Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge #113. Word prompts were “Beach” & “Time” or synonyms of those. Photo from Pixabay.com.