The Green Meadow #fivewords

Weekly Writing Challenge #150     We lie on the meadow, a mid-summer dream, High above the woods, a large bird soars to the deep blue sky:  we have seen the mark, the proof that she was there, among us, our dearest ghost...   Photo: Medway valley, ©2014 Honoré Dupuis

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The Prompt   So many faces, so many objects, coming to us from the past; some strangely familiar, others, forever enigma, forged by minds we cannot decipher, or from individuals so distant in time that their language is forgotten. We parse, think, and chose, the ones we can retain, remember, the ones that inspire us, or invite us … Continue reading Filter