Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Poem – Lunes – “Never Stopped” #amwriting #poetry #flashfiction #lunes


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The Storyteller’s Abode (Louise)

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Hidden between rocks, the ocean —

Returns a treasure. 

A time piece once given.

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A woman’s long hair blows,

Trailing in winds. 

She inspects the pocket watch —

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Before dropping it off the —

Cliff it tumbles, 

Onto rocks, clattering sounds lost —

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In the darkness of nights, 

Grip so intense.

Ocean steals the pocket watch —

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Woman stares down below peering —

Her Grandfather’s watch,

Forever lost, his presence grieved.

—–

Into cold bitter waters enclosing,

Covered in waves. 

Gone for years, taken away.

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Now a small boy picks up —

A watch and —

Smiles, his new treasure found. 

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Dangling it infront of him he —

Puts it to —

His ear; ticking, never stopped. 

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ยฉMandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved. 

33 thoughts on “Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Poem – Lunes – “Never Stopped” #amwriting #poetry #flashfiction #lunes

  1. Inside the Mind of Isadora August 24, 2016 / 3:20 am

    This is a well executed poem expressing a moment in time when a treasure is discovered. I enjoyed the way you ended the poem with the watch still ticking. Nice write …
    Isadora ๐Ÿ˜Ž

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  2. what sandra thinks August 24, 2016 / 5:11 am

    The cycle is complete when the boy finds the still-ticking watch… but this could go on forever when it’s lost again. I love the beautiful story told here.

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    • mandibelle16 August 24, 2016 / 5:13 am

      Thank you Sandra. Yeah you really could. Following the story of this watch, passing from person to person, maybe locked away awhile or tossed back into the ocean. Interesting thoughts ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. rosemawrites August 24, 2016 / 6:00 am

    time will tick until there is no more clock. ๐Ÿ™‚ Love how the poem cascaded, Mandi! โค

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  4. Shivangi August 24, 2016 / 2:48 pm

    Lovely Mandi… So well written in verses! The cycle goes on and on! Too good!

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  5. ghostmmnc August 24, 2016 / 2:56 pm

    It is interesting how lost things sometimes get found, to continue on with someone else. Very good story/poem! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. jademwong August 24, 2016 / 3:16 pm

    And the cycle continues! This is a beautiful story of life and how it goes on, how it passes on from one person to the next. Superbly done, Mandi ๐Ÿ™‚

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  7. yarnspinnerr August 24, 2016 / 3:37 pm

    The ocean is considered to be the giver in many cultures. Great take and beautifully crafted.

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    • mandibelle16 August 24, 2016 / 10:06 pm

      Thanks PJ. Yeah it definitely has a story behind it this watch. Wonderful photo from Louise. I liked this photo prompt a lot ๐Ÿ™‚

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  8. Jenn August 25, 2016 / 7:07 pm

    I love the rhythm of the poem. It’s like a song. Beautiful.

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  9. nonnaci August 26, 2016 / 11:11 pm

    beautiful metaphor. I like how the transcendental nature of time is preserved by the watch.

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    • mandibelle16 August 27, 2016 / 12:03 am

      Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚ Glad you enjoyed the Lunes ๐Ÿ™‚

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    • mandibelle16 August 29, 2016 / 6:49 pm

      Thanks Jacqueline. Yes exactly, you wonder about old pieces like that. I think many antique pieces etc would have fascinating things to say if they could talk. Happy for your comment. Sorry I was not able to make it to your blog party this weekend. Have a great week.

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