The Vision – Friday Fictioneers June 1

We could see what we wanted, almost taste it on our tongues.  The smell of our promise with its head blown off.  We’d never get there, our dreams were lodged in clouds.  We stumbled to a halt to decide.  Going up or going down?  Together or parting our ways?

Contemplating our vision, we agreed it was beautiful.  Perhaps beyond telling.  It was then that it dawned: if we can’t say it to each other, we’ll never make it real.

N Filbert 2012

www.manoftheword.com

Friday Fictioneers, June 1, 2012


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26 thoughts on “The Vision – Friday Fictioneers June 1

  1. A great interpretation of the picture.
    A story full of soul searching and maybe a realisation of incompatibility?
    I loved the line, “The smell of our promise with its head blown off.”

  2. Madison Woods

    I loved the last line – “…if we can’t say it to each other, we’ll never make it real.” Much truth wrapped up in that. This was thought-provoking little story and I liked it a lot.

  3. “Our dreams were lodged in clouds” made me feel very sad for them. A romance or a mountain hike? You’ve managed to capture both very well.

  4. Such an overwhelming strength of idea. Gripping, physically AND mentally. The want heats the tongue and sets fire to the belly.
    Very, very thankful I uncovered this… 🙂

  5. Thank you. I’m thankful too. That project (Friday Fictioneers) saved me for awhile…maybe I should try it again – 100 words and a prompt… maybe…

"A word is a bridge thrown between myself and an other - a territory shared by both" - M. Bakhtin

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