Tag Archives: grief

Thanksgiving ~ James Pyles #writephoto

Posted on November 24, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Twenty-eight-year-old Lance Cain watched as Tamara’s ashes floated away over the small waterfall and down the frigid stream. As a veteran of the Talsan War and one of the few survivors of the Prog Lozab campaign, he had long since … Continue reading →

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The human cost #Remembrance

Posted on November 11, 2018 by Sue Vincent

On the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, one hundred years ago, the Armistice came into effect and the guns fell silent after four years of horror. The Great War, the ‘war to end all wars’, … Continue reading →

Posted in The Silent Eye, war | Tagged boy soldiers, children, death, firing squad, grief, loss, war. remembrance | 5 Comments

Of Loss and Hope ~ Colleen Briggs

Posted on October 15, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Fragments of Light: The grief, the loss of what she had hoped for, lapped as relentlessly, as inevitably, as the breakers crashing again and again—minute after minute, day after day. Repeating their reach and retreat for millennia. Tumbling … Continue reading →

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Watcher ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto

Posted on September 4, 2018 by Sue Vincent

We look upon a mournful scene, is it mist or just the sheen of sadness in the eyes downcast. With folded arms and child at breast she realises that no more on lapping wave her paramour, Continue reading at Bobby … Continue reading →

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The Waking ~ Wallie’s Wentletrap #writephoto

Posted on July 28, 2018 by Sue Vincent

He woke through stillness and cold. That waking was precarious, and came and went, like a lazy tide. But at last, consciousness impressed itself on him. He opened his eyes to the world again. Eddie breathed deep. The heavy motion … Continue reading →

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Waves Of Aches And Tears ~ Deborah #writephoto

Posted on July 3, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Standing on the shore listening to the sound of gentle waves I look out to the misty horizon and find comfort for my misty soul filled with grief and longing for a second chance at loving an innocent, sweet life … Continue reading →

Posted in photo prompt, Photography, Poetry | Tagged anguish, Freestyle Poem, grief, Life, longing, loss, misty soul, reflections, transparency, truth | Leave a comment

Marble Garden – Wallie’s Wentletrap #writephoto

Posted on June 11, 2018 by Sue Vincent

A silent, solemn figure to steal through the graves, his long cloak trailing in ebon folds as if he hurried night into the evening’s blue mists. Past the disconnected lines of wooden crosses he walked, mindless of the old and … Continue reading →

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Generations… #flash fiction

Posted on May 28, 2018 by Sue Vincent

The slow ticking of the clock on the mantelpiece and the crackle of the fire were the only sound in the little parlour. Her tears were silent, red as heart’s blood with the reflected flame. “I don’t think you’re allowed … Continue reading →

Posted in fiction | Tagged fiction, flash fiction, ghost story, grief, Kirkstall, love, love story, museum, Victorian, writing | 16 Comments

Saving the World To Lose It – Wallie’s Wentletrap #writephoto

Posted on May 9, 2018 by Sue Vincent

They said he asked for me often; that his prayers were full of my name, the mock self-portrait I had given crumpled at his heart. He wept often—it was his weakness, the illness. He cried for me, but it was … Continue reading →

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Elusive realities: Janice Spina – My mother’s visit to heaven

Posted on April 20, 2018 by Sue Vincent

There are many unexplainable things that happen in our lives. This particular event moved me profoundly. My mother was a nervous soul and always had a headache, or some other physical ailment. She was diagnosed with so many things I … Continue reading →