Death has no Dominion  

wickedeasy 69F  
8388 posts
9/18/2017 2:12 pm
Death has no Dominion


She turned, smiled, left. Nothing held her. Her bare feet on the wet sand left a trail that no one would follow, moon glow on the receding waves strung diamonds in strands reaching to the horizon, her breath the ebb and flow of mother ocean, her gray spikes wafted by the watery air.

There were of course things she should be doing. There always are, aren’t there? Yet, for now she felt cut free from all of them, as if in this moment, there was just the ocean in its constancy, her body with its new bones, the deep unforgiving darkness of what lay behind her, simply gone.

The swirling of her skirt in the tidal foam was exquisite, colors against glass, a picture she would hold in her mind instead of the hundreds she’s gathered these past few months. Nobody loses all the time she thought, wondering if that was even true. Lighting a cigarette, she stood, eyes shut.

A small hand, so cold, touched her face. The only hand that she could fathom on her skin right now.

“I don’t want to be there without you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Please come back.”

Their identical skirts swept the sand in unison, hands locked, they turned.

“Auntie.”

“Yes?”

“Is Gita in Heaven?”

“I don’t know if I believe in heaven. Do you?”

“No.”

“Where do you think she is?”

“Everywhere.”

They stopped outside the house. Without speaking, the Aunt and the young girl began to move, swooping, slow, low, using their skirts like wings, they circled around, around, faster and faster, the sound of tears crystalized, flying to the stars.

The girl whispered. “Gita.”

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


wickedeasy 69F  
32303 posts
9/18/2017 2:20 pm

in the midst of a turbulent life, my niece is a shining spirit. an old soul. at my mother's service at the tender age of ten, she stood before nearly 400 people and holding my hand spoke for nearly 15 minutes. it was stunningly beautiful. she is stunningly beautiful.

they loved each other deeply.

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


Tmptrzz 56F  
62076 posts
9/18/2017 2:50 pm

Great writing here, and your right death has no dominion..Happy Monday..

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:38 pm:
it truly doesn't. my mama, her picture moves when she wants me to do something.

pocogato12 67F  
27733 posts
9/18/2017 2:59 pm

Glory my eyes are fully of unspent tears. She is precious and so was your mum

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:39 pm:
my mama was/is a force majeure. my niece is a blessing.

Readmoreofeveryt 46F

9/18/2017 3:40 pm

Very sweet


wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:39 pm:
thanks

BiggLala 47F  
26441 posts
9/18/2017 5:12 pm

This makes me think of my grandmother. Yesterday was her birthday...I didn't remember that until late in the evening.

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:41 pm:
i never knew a grandmother that i loved. i imagine it is a very special relationship. i hope someday to know it.

rachel0718 53F  
20421 posts
9/18/2017 6:04 pm

Just wow....I get swept away with your writing WE....


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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:41 pm:
thank you RM

HeartCollector 62F  
7626 posts
9/18/2017 6:35 pm

I wish I had had someone to share grief with when I needed it.

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:42 pm:
yes, it eases it some, i think.

spunkycumfun 59M/64F  
36125 posts
9/19/2017 2:53 am

Your writing is very evocative.


wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:43 pm:
what did it evoke for you my dear spunky?

author51 56F  
77572 posts
9/19/2017 3:44 am

    Quoting wickedeasy:
    in the midst of a turbulent life, my niece is a shining spirit. an old soul. at my mother's service at the tender age of ten, she stood before nearly 400 people and holding my hand spoke for nearly 15 minutes. it was stunningly beautiful. she is stunningly beautiful.

    they loved each other deeply.


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9/19/2017 4:31 am

Good Morning WE Beautiful words my Friend

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:43 pm:
tight hugs darling Dave.

azriel1970 48M
25854 posts
9/19/2017 5:17 am

Love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:44 pm:
i bet you would have danced....even without a skirt...smiles

wildnwanton 56F  
19449 posts
9/19/2017 5:18 am

Children are more eloquent than the most versed speaker, because they have the ability to speak from their hearts without fear. Sometimes simple words spoken with love have more weight than all the poetry of the ages.

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:45 pm:
yes, she said the simplest and most poignant things. the room was so quiet.

lindoboy100 56M
20227 posts
9/19/2017 3:03 pm

Fabulous prose McWickster!

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:45 pm:
your scotland gave her great joy.

sweet_VM 61F  
80194 posts
9/19/2017 9:25 pm

Great post loved it hugs B

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wickedeasy replies on 9/21/2017 2:46 pm:
she slips in. my niece is coming to visit soon. i guess that's why.

spunkycumfun 59M/64F  
36125 posts
9/22/2017 1:18 am

The main feeling this post evoked in me was tension.


ProfPlayful 55M
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9/23/2017 2:44 pm

I love your self expression. Thank you for sharing it.

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wickedeasy replies on 9/23/2017 3:28 pm:
thanks for reading me. now write something. i'm waiting on you.

goodatpoetry2 69M
16571 posts
9/25/2017 4:11 am

Beautiful.


wickedeasy replies on 9/25/2017 12:25 pm:
how are you? where have you been?

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