Each week, I will post three (or more) random words. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write something using all of those words. It can be a few lines, a story, a poem, anything. Don't spend too much time on it. It doesn't have to be perfect. The idea is to let your mind wander and write what it will. I'll also write something using the same three words. Be sure to leave a comment if you participate.
This week's words are:
drop
slow
arms
Her movements were slow. Almost painfully so. It broke my heart to see her like this. I remembered so many days before when she was active. Vibrant. But not now. Now she walked in small steps. Careful. Measured. Her hands tightly gripping the silver metallic walker.
We began up the sidewalk. A determined look on her face. Tears behind both our eyes, I was sure. Then she tripped. The walker caught on a raised place on the sidewalk. She began to fall. Following closely beside her, I reached out and caught her.
I saw her countenance begin to drop. I wrapped my arms tightly around her and kicked the walker to the side. "Let's just go inside. That's enough for today."
"No," she said weakly, tears in her voice. "I have to do this. I have to get better. Will you please pick it up for me?"
I leaned over and brought the walker back to an upright position. And she began again. More determined than ever. One foot in front of the other. I thought how easily we take that for granted. Or at least how easily I had. But not now. And not ever again.
"If you're lost, you can look and you will find me, time after time. If you fall, I will catch you..."
I did it but I think I did it wrong.
ReplyDeleteI slow(ly) drop(ped) my arms to my side. He grabbed my hand and began to slow(ly) sway. The music drop(ped) in pitch and my body tightened. "What was he thinking?" Slow dancing in the kitchen was so unlike him. I reached my hand up to his face and said "hi".
Mine is up too.
ReplyDeleteI have also written a disclaimer if someone else I know should read today.
So slow,
ReplyDeleteI dropped behind,
and in shame
buried my head
into my arms.
The day was so hot we thought we had died and gone to Hell. I couldn't get out of bed though the bed and I were dripping with his sweat. The AC had broken the night before. I wanted to die, but maybe I had already.
ReplyDeleteSuddenly I felt ice water being poured all over me.
"That's not fair," I said as I shook the freezing water off my left arm. "I wanted today to be a slow day filled with thoughts of nothing."
He looked at me blankly. He had never understood me. Why begin on the day we entered Hell together?
I participated.
ReplyDeleteHurry quick n' post yours.
xo
I promise, promise, promise to do this next week. Promise.
ReplyDeleteShe nuzzled her face into his neck as they slow danced there in the bedroom, swaying back and forth together, naked in each others arms. She felt like she could dance with him here like this until they began to drop because of exhaustion.
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can i make a suggestion? I have to often write posts in advance, because i get busy with work. Maybe post words for next week when you write for this week?
ReplyDeletejust my 2 cents. :)
even before I got to where you put the lyrics I was thinking "Time After Time." It went so well with your post. Is that where you got your inspiration?
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely love it, mister.
ReplyDeleteYour gift is tremendous.
This is really good.....maybe you should use this as a story starter. A great lesson to be learned with not taking things for granted. I love entertaining stories with a message.
ReplyDeleteI loved the writing of your emotion in this piece. Very profound.
ReplyDeletejust in case you don't know..i think you're great.
ReplyDeleteisn't it about time to get the candy hearts off the ground? we want them in time for VD right?