Jane’s Prompt is to use this picture and five words.
Relentless rain, on my window pane
Greets my waking. Hands still shaking
I pour the coffee, brush sleep-grits off me
Resist my bed, those books to be read.
Cold water a river, alive in a shiver.
The day’s begun; regrets I have one.
She’s gone…
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My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published three books - Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle, My Father and Other Liars and Salisbury Square. In addition I published an anthology of short stories, Life, in a Grain of Sand this summer. A fourth book will be out soon. This started life as a novel in a week on this blog and will follow later this year.
I blog about all sorts at geofflepard.com and welcome all comments. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
Geoff, that is absolutely marvelous. … And from that image — you really were inspired.
Congrats on the great review at Christoph’s place. Mega hugs.
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Ta ever so!
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Very nice Geoff
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Love this one, Geoff.
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Nicely done – the ending really comes as a surprise. Not sure what a sleep grit is though!
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stuff in the corner of your eyes when you wake…
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Your verse pairs so well with the art.
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Ah now that is a compliment
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Rain, rivers and regrets. Love this one Geoff 🙂
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Thanks Jane
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So poignant…great Geoff!
xx Ro
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Thanks
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