crescent smiling when I touch
crescent rocking into crescendo
crescent of your arms at rest
This is a flash fiction, poem in exactly 160 characters, spaces included. Our Sunday 160 host is Monkey Man HERE . Visit, comment, and try your own on Sunday. Let him know of course.
Wonderful and the ending is perfect :o)
ReplyDeleteThis just lovely. There's something lilting and calming about these words. I'm so glad you have awakened you muse. She's feeling good, I can tell.
ReplyDeleteyou know there is a beautiful peace to this...nice 160
ReplyDeletei love the moon changing your tune...that's beautiful
ReplyDelete..my 160
Just a great feel beginning to end with this Sunday 160. Thank you for choosing to post your creative thoughts through my little microfiction.
ReplyDeleteAnd don't forget those fresh from the bakery crescent croissants that always make me smile, too! Seriously though, I enjoyed the love infused in your micro fiction.
ReplyDeleteCrescent, like Mother's open arms.
ReplyDeleteWOW!!!
ReplyDeleteI Bow to the Queen.....:-)
lovely 160.
ReplyDeleteImpressively spontaneous in effect, in spite of being written within rather rigid constraints. And the repetition works very well.
ReplyDeleteLovely reflection. It could work as a song, I think.
ReplyDeletehttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/11/14/sunday-160-fear-mongering/
so much more to a crescent than... well... a crescent! nicely done diane!!!
ReplyDeleteOne day I will become less verbose unless of course someone starts a prompt day of "write something longer than 300 words in free verse octet form."
ReplyDeleteNice Job Di.
Very reflective..
ReplyDeleteechoeing parenthesis