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Friday, June 10, 2011


This week, over at “Making Things Up,” Melissa’s cue word for us is “near.” If you need to know the rules and read all the posts, please click on the Six Word Fridays button on my sidebar.

As usual, I am posting a poem with six syllables per line. Here goes:


Away is near when you

call me from the airport

just to say you love me.

Near is away when you

take my heart with you and

I await your return.

© cj Schlottman


Molly @ Postcards from a Peaceful Divorce said...

What a beautiful love poem. Love is always both near and far, isn't it?

Sue said...

Love this one, CJ.

Deftly done.


2bdancing said...

the space between you and I is both infinitesimally small and indescribably big.

Belinda said...

Oh, this is perfect! Every word is where it should be. Delicious!

melissa said...

Near: an ever-shifting distance.

Rachelle said...

be still, my heart. I swear this prompt is inspiring such beautiful, brutal words.

I love this.

melgallant said...

CJ, I love this! I'm travelling away from my family a few times this month. Your words are what I know I will feel while gone.

Athena said...

I LOVE THIS :) Thanks for sharing. (and calls from airports, telling you love is just plain delicious!)