Immortality | willowdot21

KL Caley’s #writephoto. Steps.

27 May 2021 29 Comments

by willowdot21 in #writephoto, loss, love, photo prompt, photos, sadness, Stories Tags: Immortality, love, Steps, Vampires

Well its Thursday and time for #writephoto .

This week’s prompt is a post with a difference – our MAY guest photo!

A great big thank you to Jemima Pett for agreeing to be the featured photo this month. What a beautiful photo for us. Pop over to her blog at http://jemimapett.com/ to show her some love!

For visually challenged writers, the image shows steps up and over a bridge, with narrow alleyways at each side of the bridge.

They had always met at the Apothecary on the steps leading up the bridge. They would push through the hustle and bustle their hearts leaping at the sight of eachother.

Every evening they would meet and they would spend the hours of darkness lost in eachother. Happy memories of love and his life.

That was centuries ago and there had been many since but none had ever held that tight to her heart. Marco had been her first love, she had done all she could to turn him. He had refused her but stayed with her until he died. She remembered the fateful evening he was there waiting in the doorway. He was by then a man in his early sixties …handsome still, affluent she had seen to that.

As she immerged from the shadows she had seen the two young boys approach Marco. Too late she saw the flashing blades as they stabbed him and robbed him. As Marco breathed his last his soul touched her face and whispered “I love you still”.

Rage burned within her, she set off in persuit of the murders! She found them in a tavern celebrating their I’ll gotten gains. She seduced them with ease and lured them out into the alley. Where she killed them both and drained them dry. Brushing herself off she left them in the filthy alley with their bloodless hearts exposed…their white bodies ghostly and their faces tortured.

She had spent centuries alone, just feeding her blood lust to keep herself going, occasionally mingling in human society, and as she was one of the originals she kept her place at head of the chapters of her own kind.

Why she found herself at the old Apothecary she had no idea. Yet here she was in the shadow looking at the doorway. Looking up she saw a handsome you man on his mobile phone. If she had had a heart it would of stopped. This man was beautiful, and he had caught her eye. He put his phone away and smiled at her.

So it began, after six centuries she felt whole again. Serenely she climbed the steps.

KL Caley at Novel Ideas has offered to take on Sue Vincent’s #writephoto weekly challenge now Sue has moved on to a higher plain.

April 1: Flash Fiction Challenge: Swift Passage.

02 Apr 2021 28 Comments

by willowdot21 in /flash-fiction, Carrot Ranch, inspiration, loss, love, sadness, Sue Vincent Rodeo Tags: death, Immortality, Life, Spirit, Sue Vincent, Swift passage

April 1 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a swift passage. You can take inspiration from any source. Who is going where and why. What makes it swift? Go where the prompt leads!.

I wrote this in honour of Sue Vincent. You can read her beautiful blog here.

The candle flickered her spirit left. Free from earth’s tethers and life’s pain she breathed again. Across the night sky lit by stars she flashed around the planet spreading love as she went.

Alighting on her Moors, her spirit’s home. The stones welcomed her with love, they knew her worth. Cold winds could not chill her just carry her wisdom.

Behind she left us grieving, family and friends alike. Her legacy will last forever as will the hole she left in our hearts. My last email to her said “sleep well.” Sue’s passage after death was swift to bliss.

Charli’s Carrot Ranch

#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 217, #THEME PROMPT.

16 Mar 2021 16 Comments

by willowdot21 in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, Colleen's Tuesday Tanka, Poems Tags: Immortality, Living death, undead, vampire

It’s the fourth week of the month! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Merril D. Smith from last month’s challenge selected the theme of…

“Immortality”

Image from here

Immortality Nonnette

Above the city hidden from light
She waits to launch into the night .
She yearns for unending flight
Blood pounding sets her free
Immortality
It’s a true curse.
Always worse
No more
Hope.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka.

#JusJoJan prompt the 8th – “Twisted” Poetry.

08 Jan 2021 19 Comments

by willowdot21 in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, JusJoJan, Just jot it January Tags: Immortality, JusJoJan, LindaGHill, savage love, Twisted, Vampires

Twisted Love

Twisted is the love that enslaves

Bitter the lips that bite and gnaw.

Blood filled the path that leads to our graves.

Dark the blemish that hides the flaw.

I can never set you free.

For a thousand, thousand year you are bound to me.

Thank is part of LindaGHill’s Jusjojan.

Who wants to live Forever?

30 Apr 2019 44 Comments

by willowdot21 in The Silent Eye Tags: Gilgamesh, Immortality, Lord of the Deep, The Silent Eye Workshop

The Silent Eye held it’s Lord Of The Deep course, this weekend just gone. It was wonderful.

While we were there we had two really thought provoking sessions on the Saturday.

The first was first was , An Exploration, The Offspring of Silence, beautifully presented to us by Jan Malique.

The second Exploration was Natural World and Spirituality. from Lorraine Munn.

You can read Jan Malique’s exploration here on Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo. It gave us much food for thought. I must admit to being deeply touched by Jan’s exploration. I found myself wanting to cry. I could feel a deep sense of loss enveloping me.

I do not fear death as such, more I fear its approach. The realisation that all I hold dear will be taken from me.

We none of us know what awaits us after death. Either way no one has ever come back to tell us what lies beyond this sphere of life. It could be that there is nothing, no heaven,hell or purgatory, or even if there is a beautiful heaven where we will be reunited with friends and loved ones.

My fear is that we may, let’s say, cross over to find nothing. Yet we could still be aware of what we have lost. All our loved ones going about their lives, unaware of us lost like stardust in eternity. Loneliness seeping through us.

The second Exploration was lighter but one also very close to my heart. Though as Lorraine Munn went deeper into her subject I found myself filled with horror. I will explain more of this another time.

Lorraine explained about plants and trees having feelings. We should try harder to communicate with them. She is a learned women who knows so much about Nature and Spirituality and how the two meld.

I have been thinking about what Jan and Lorraine spoke to us all about, since my return. Really I need look no further than my back garden to see immortality and spirituality in Nature.

This is the Clematis that blooms yearly in our garden. It dies each winter and then it bursts back into life every April/May.

Winter’s Death

To Springs Rebirth.

It doesn’t get simpler than that in Nature’s realm. Yet we humans love to complicate this circle. No one wants to die… No but also how would it be if you were immortal, if you watched your loved ones die? Found new loves and friends, lost them again and again.

No there must be a better way. Gilgamesh wanted immortality, yet he had no idea what immortality really was. He had to learn many lessons, harsh lessons along his way.

I believe I have learned from his mistakes and the guidence of few good souls. I still have a long way to go. ..