#Writesiration 52 Weeks in 52 Words: What happened next.

This week our tormentor Sacha Black has given us a photograhic prompt and asking us in 52 Words no more no less,What happened next.

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Dawn arrives I walk out on the breakwater. In front deep water behind  a shallow lido. I have been gone for days no one’s missed me. For some reason I leave my mobile on the rocks.

I step forward to oblivion and peace, as I sink beneath the waves my phone rings.


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Miss Parry Jones and H

Yesterday  TanGental  gave his page  over to the Archaeologist, his brother, to do a guest post. The  post was called  “What happened next ?” It  is a beautiful post  about  a correspondence  between two young people on the eve of WW1 . The Archaeologist lays out  what  was said  in  a post card  from H  to Miss Parry Jones, he  then asks what  happens next.

Well I really urge  you to read  this wonderful  post  here  below is the reply  I sent to the post. I have fallen for  H and Miss Parry Jones  and here I want  to share my  story with you. Do go and read  the post  and think about  what  might of happened to these two young people in that historic era.

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Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H
They had one last chance to meet before their world would change.
Both would be thrown into the maelstrom of war, where every thing was strange.
He was for the trenches bound, though this he did not yet know
While she, Miss Parry Jones, her world turned upside down into a factory would go.
Young H would carry his gun, at first with pride. Before he, terrified, lost his youth.
Miss Parry Jones watched her fingers turn yellow from using TNT though she never knew the truth.

 

Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H
In love they corresponded back and forth from Brighton to France
They both fought tiredness and hunger while fate led them a merry dance.
Their letters filled with their private code hid their love and fears
Both wept alone in the cold and dark and drank deep of bitter tears.
Mud and blood and noise finally took H’s mind
He got his ticket back to Blighty leaving the trench horrors behind.

 

Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H
She went to the munition factory for her shift every night
While H was being brought home a gibbering wreck, deaf and with no sight.
Miss Parry Jones knew her man was returning home, this filled her heart with joy.
God was looking elsewhere when she dropped a shell,her dying words where for H, her boy.
H loved the bones of Miss Parry Jones sadly that was all that he came home to.
He did recover in body though never in his mind. He lost his lovely girl.Their moments together too few.

Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H

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