I envy her, high above foamy spindrift clouds. Carried aloft on unseen salt-spun wings, she turns her face into the wind, and soars.
Storms brew. Sun follows stars. A million moments fly and time threatens her with unkindness. Weathers wood, aging her brightly-painted carved white pine to gray. And yet, she is timeless. Untouched by the stones of worry and regret that keep me bound to mortal earthly soil.
I envy her.
And she soars.
This week’s prompt was to use the third definition of the word fly. Picture sourced from the net.
Freedom, so worthy of envy. Loved 'foamy spindrift clouds' and 'stones of worry' because that is what they are, stones, weighing us done.
ReplyDeleteLovely Valerie, as always.
Thanks Jennifer! I'm glad you are back!!
Deletewell chosen words for a magnificent expression
ReplyDeleteJody, Thank you for saying that!
DeleteOh (hug) back at cha, girlfriend, back at cha! Have a tremendous day! I hope to anyway. :D
ReplyDeleteRenae-I'm so glad you are my blog buddy!
DeleteBeautiful! Love the imagery of "foamy spindrift clouds." Great job on this one! :)
ReplyDeleteTammy, Thanks! I appreciate that!
Deletearrrr .. tis what carried sailors thoughts on a windless night .. the beauty steering them homeward
ReplyDeleteLisa-what a lovely, lovely comment! Thanks!
DeleteImagine the freedom! Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAgreed, Lisa! What a wonderful thought! Thanks:)
DeleteOh now I envy her too:) Great writing. B
ReplyDeleteThanks B! We'll envy her together!
DeleteI really like this. Everything about this is good.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks Trez! I'm glad!
DeleteThis is just beautiful. I'd envy that freedom, too, without worry or regret. I can't pick out my favorite line or description because I like all of it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Janna-what a wonderful comment!
DeleteYes, to fly free from earthly burdens. Beautiful write!
ReplyDeleteThis was really nice. I liked how the million moments fly. The image is really beautiful, and such a nice adjunct to the writing.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love the spindrift clouds and the way it plays with the salt-spun wings.
ReplyDeleteI feel like somehow we were on the same wavelength, but a different bat-time, maybe?
This sort of puffs and blows like wind in a sail.
"Untouched by the stones of worry and regret that keep me bound to mortal earthly soil." – that line is absolutely gorgeous Valerie! Well done!
ReplyDeleteYou amaze me with your gift for writing such full and beautiful scenes in so few words. As always, your descriptions are delightful -- "foamy spindrift clouds,
ReplyDeleteunseen salt-spun wings, a million moments fly -- are just a few examples.
I love your new site, Pirate Woman:~)
Wonderful, as usual, Valerie!
ReplyDeletehello, just dropped by to say "hi". So, ... hi ! :D
ReplyDeleteLovely written .. I adore your alliterations that put strength to your poetic prose. :-)
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely lovely, every phrase, each image, each perfectly chosen word. Delicious.
ReplyDeleteThis is just beautiful. While you use the word envy, I think admiration shines through your piece. And, (I should add), I admire your work in the same way.
ReplyDeleteI envy her too, and she soars - just like your writing! Lovely as always..
ReplyDeleteAs I read this, I could help but get the sculpture "Nike of Samothrace" out of my head. It is one of my favorite pieces since it seems to embody movement and freedom. Another lovely story Valerie!
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