it opens but once
I’m told
opportunity knocks – then
leaves one cold
you have what it takes
to open that door
stepping through
is a metaphor
grab hold
be bold
it’s yours
go!
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Checking in from Texas – using the hotel’s computer – checking out the Trifecta challenge for the week.
These are my 33 words – where are yours?
Moira swayed, eyes closed and hands reaching toward the sky.
“Oh, Mother Ireland, I love yeâ€, she keened; “I love ye, but I must leave ye. Tis time, tis time. Tis time for Moira to make her way into the Promised Land of America’s green shores.â€
Keevan O’Donaugh watched as tears streamed down Moira’s upturned cheeks, wondering at the ecstasy rocking her in time.
“Moira, me darling. Can you hear me? Come out of this vision and come back to poor Keevan’s arms where you belong.â€
Moira started, then shuddered as if to shake off the remains of the dream.
“Ah, Keevan, love. I’m here. I’m here. But I cannot stay. America is callin’ me. Do come with me, do.â€
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Ecstasy . . . that state of being that Trifecta’s editors asked us to fall into this week.
We have a century of writers in my family; grandmother, mother, myself, daughter and granddaughter. Taking charge of words before they are lost, we give them to you, to the world as our gift, our blessing.
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I’m running a little dry of the blessings and gifts, but these are the words I came up with today to answer the Trifextra Weekend Challenge:
This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 of your own words plus the following three words:
• charge
• century
• lost
So 33 of yours plus 3 of ours means that everyone will have a 36 word response this time around.
“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.†― Paulo Coelho, Alchemist
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Mama, mama, I had a dream!
Tell me, child.
When I’m grown I’m going to tell how beautiful we can be if we only love one another.
That is a wonderful dream, son.
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Trifecta asked us to write 33 words with the quote from Paolo Coelho as our inspiration. These are mine – where are yours?
He turned water into wine
To save the wedding feast
Alchemy in its purest form
Unexplainable by science
He gathers my tears
Changing them into joy
No wizardry this
Pure, unadulterated, Father’s love
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The Trifecta challenge: 33-333 words using ALCHEMY in its 3rd definition. Here are 33 of mine . . . where are yours?
