Cynthia A. Morgan's Blog, page 110

Scattered Flowered – #FourthofJuly #Remembrance

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Death and Shadows

Fire and light

Exploding Shells

Through the Harrowing Night,

Tears and Sorrow

Guns and Ammo

Flags in the Dust

Soldiers in Camo,

Courage and Honor

Distinction by Hours

Memory Lasting

Scattered Flowers.

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In Loving Remembrance of all those who have and who still do serve this country/ Every country. On this day of Honour as we recall the sacrifices made, it may be the best time of all to understand that ALL soldiers serve for love of their own country and to protect and honour the way of life THEY hold dear. Right or Wrong, Truth or Lies, the Soldier carries the heaviest burden.

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~Morgan~

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Soldier Image found at: newbyzantines.net

flowers Image found at: shenizjanmohamed.com

Memory

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Shape of Yesterday

Whispering in shifting hues

Of soft Silence and viridian Dreams;

Temple of Tomorrow

Lilting through Carols of birdsong

And sun shimmer,

Reminding of the Glory

All around

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~ Morgan ~

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Beautiful photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Twisted

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Arms once intertwined,

Now empty;

Eternal embrace,

Lost amid emerald shadows;

Soulmates of arboreal silence

Lost in shapeless time,

Twisted in forgotten rhyme.

~Morgan~

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Image taken by me at the Salem, Massachusetts cemetery. This tree was amazingly twisted, clearly having grown around and among another that had long since fallen.

With Change Comes Change….

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I’ve been away from BnV for far too long, I know, but life has been changing so quickly, with new jobs, new towns, moving, and finally being with the one I Love so dearly, so I ask for your kind forgiveness ….and your patience.  I feel the need to enjoy these new moments and not rush through them, so although it has been some time, some time seems yet to pass before I find myself back at the keyboard in earnest.

Change brings Change, naturally, and there may be some changes ahead for BnV just as surely as there have been changes for me personally.  I do hope you will all enjoy a beautiful season, lol, even without me…

Passage Finale- Soul Mates – #FlashFiction

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His senses spun; his heart hammered; he was irresistibly drawn to her. She no longer whispered, but he could hear her still; the beguiling sound of that which made her exquisitely her resounded within him.

Unconcerned about the watching star-beings, who no longer laughed, but shimmered their light as if smiling, he stepped forward and gazed down into her upturned face. Drinking in the soft blush of her cheek, the delicate smile turning her lips, and the lush glimmer in her eyes, he reached to touch her and, with that contact, his heart blazed with passionate yearning.

He Remembered Her.

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The End.

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~Morgan~

Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

Part Five – Beguiling

Part Six – Laughter

Part Seven – His Aura

Part Eight – Transfixed

Part Nine – Bathed In Light

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Beautiful Original Photograph by: Matt Payne

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Passage Part Nine- Bathed In Light – #FlashFiction

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Never had she seen another being like him. Blue eyes, pale skin, and yellow hair proclaimed he was far from his own realm and more astonishing than she ever could have imagined. Tall and strong, with odd cloth ornamentation covering his body and bizarre black embellishments in his skin, he was both handsome and bewildering.

He returned her shocked stare, the liquescent blue of his gaze skating away repeatedly, then returning. Lissome and beautiful, she stood bathed in translucent light he had not noticed from the distance; a star-being in humanesque form, yet entirely unclothed.

His aura shifted; she smiled.

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~Morgan~

Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

Part Five – Beguiling

Part Six – Laughter

Part Seven – His Aura

Part Eight – Transfixed

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Passage Part Seven- His Aura – #FlashFiction

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The intensity of his ire radiated outward through his aura, gleaming into the shadowlight. The scarlet glimmer muffled the insidious laughter assaulting him and many of the lights streaked back into the safety of the sky like stars falling in reverse. Others danced round his head like moths drawn to a flame and these he cursed at brazenly, though his unintelligible words only provoked choruses of additional laughter.

Glancing past the annoying entities, he scanned the horizon for the female who had ceased to sing and saw her lithe silhouette lingering amidst the shadows of barren rock.

His aura shifted.

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~Morgan~

Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

Part Five – Beguiling

Part Six – Laughter

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Stock artwork found on google images. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original artist. Thank You~

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Passage Part Six- Laughter – #FlashFiction

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Looking round, he realized the stars had drawn closer, much closer. No longer shimmering in the distance, they hovered round him, pressing inward as the cacophony of laughter intensified. His ears rang with the tumult; his senses spun, but worse than the dizzying discordance was the scourge of anger that flared within him.

He didn’t like being laughed at, particularly by unseen phantoms lingering in the ethereal void into which he had plunged. Growling with ire, he pushed himself up from the parched ground and glared upward at the stars, which glared back, diverted by his blunder.

Breaths became blades…

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~Morgan~

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Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

Part Five – Beguiling

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Passage Part Five- Beguiling – #FlashFiction

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Focused on the lissome silhouette in the distance, outlined against an ocean of night, his quickened pace mirrored his rushing pulse. She continued to whisper, her voice beguilingly close, as if she stood beside right him, speaking ever so softly in his ear and his thoughts spun.

Unable to concentrate upon the rocky terrain as her curves and slender limbs came more fully into view, he stumbled more than once, cursed at his clumsiness; then went sprawling into the dust.

An onslaught of vicious laughter ensued; echoing round him from nowhere and everywhere, and when it began, her whispers ceased.

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~Morgan~

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Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

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Beautiful Original Photograph by: Matt Payne

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Passage Part Four – Her Voice – #FlashFiction

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Her voice filled his mind; a soliloquy of sound unlike anything he had ever heard. Temptation borne upon the breeze, her whispers spun his thoughts and made his heart hammer; in spite of the fact he could neither understand the language nor hear her intelligibly.

The barren terrain stretched out before him; an expanse as empty as his life had been, up until the moment he had chosen to step through the portal, anyway. The sky over head seemed the only thing to shift as he trudged across fields of pebbles and shale, but her voice drew him onward.

Then, in the distance, a shape appeared against the star-jeweled horizon.

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~Morgan~

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Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

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Beautiful Original Photograph by: Matt Payne

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