Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Three Word Wednesday






The rules, if you wanna call 'em that, are here.
Today's Words: Breath, Scattered, Tomorrow

Time
She breathed out a long, slow breath. Scattered, loving memories of her family and friends invaded the totality of her consciousness. Tomorrow didn’t matter any more. She flickered....and then she was gone.

17 comments:

watermaid said...

A very good and succinct use of the words.

Norma said...

Reminds me a bit of what I wrote. Very nice.

http://collectingmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/3ww-three-word-wednesday-today-january.html

paisley said...

a perfectly coined thought... very nice carlos....

TC said...

Dark, but nicely done.

pjd said...

I echo what TC said. It's the flickered that catches me.

pia said...

Liked it. funny what the words connote.

susan said...

She breathed out and then was invaded. I had expected she would release. I will think on this.

Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines said...

My breath stunk so bad, all the pigeons in the park scattered when I yelled at them. To hell with them. Rats with wings. NBD, I'll brush my teeth tomorrow.

tumblewords said...

Final. Dark. Deep. Concise. Very nice!

Linda said...

I watched my grandmother die and it was just like that! You captured it very well.

LittleWing said...

yeppers..life in, life out..beautifully spoken

Woozie said...

She let out a long, slow breath after the cum was scattered all over the room and was too tired to clean it up now. She said she'd do it tomorrow.

gautami tripathy said...

Reminds me of the time my dad passed away...

Thanks, Carlos..

if tomorrow comes

Corina said...

Off with her head!

Somehow I didn't think of sad things with these words, as did so many others.

Shelley said...

Hard to handle, but nice.

Carlos said...

Thank you all for your kind comments.

I wrote this short piece because the words of the day reminded me of my experience holding my mother as she left this troubled earth of ours.

Fledgling Poet said...

This was so poignant...a very touching use of the prompt.