Thanks to Bikurgurl for hosting #100WordWednesdays and also thanks to Michael of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting a Sunday Writing Prompt based on a Watery theme and one of the topics: Up the creek without a paddle, Wading Upstream, The River Flowing Up a Hill, and When the Fish Stop Biting.
Caramel and cantaloupe burn white,
The sun setting, in fiery depths it gleams.
We struggle ‘gainst the current, it’s our plight,
A journey many take wading upstream.
We fight not to slip, sweat-stained body’s heave,
Then, deltas and islands draw near, take form.
In felicitous breezes, drenched clothes dry clean,
Acrid earth bears us, we tremble on shore.
Caramel, Bellini sky’s, rain pours —
We clasp tight hands waiting for the ‘morrow.
Another night in the grit of sands touch,
We dream of skyscrapers, our souls believe;
We’re past the current, our fingers bold clutch,
Memories, hopes, the warmth of home found breathes.
No more suffering in past with disease.
A butterscotch sky, fresh peaches, tall palms —
The sun rises — a gift, fresh view point now gleaned.
The beach busies, children run as waves fall,
Tumbling sandcastles near shores, claiming walls;
The peace of our Home, no rough currents, at all.
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