Over at Poetic Bloomings, the prompt is to write about an unexpected event. Meanwhile, over at Kellie Elmore’s Free Write Friday, we have a quote prompt shown below. Again, I will respond to both prompts with one response.
She loved three things:
Life, wide open spaces,
And fresh air.
She hated three things:
Conflict, loud noises,
… She joined the revolution.
He craved three things:
World wide acclaim, money,
And a mansion.
He looked down upon
… He followed her into the revolution.
She stared at her reflection;
Sooty face, lackluster hair,
And eyes engulfed in flames.
The city still burned – one moon
Since the rally, one week since
The retaliation, one day since
… Her former self died.
At night, he was tormented by
The monikers of his former life;
The Play Boy, The Rain Maker, The Man.
By day, the revolutionaries rallied about
Him and hailed him as
The Strategist, The Commander, Miracle Man.
… His eyes were only for her.
She grew weary of the fight:
She averted eyes, she dragged feet,
And her salutes, no longer complete.
The internal dam burst:
Her tears flowed, her body shook,
And she screamed her angst.
… His lips upon hers, he absorbed it all.