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:
Near
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
8 comments:
What a beautiful love poem. Love is always both near and far, isn't it?
Love this one, CJ.
Deftly done.
=)
the space between you and I is both infinitesimally small and indescribably big.
Oh, this is perfect! Every word is where it should be. Delicious!
Near: an ever-shifting distance.
be still, my heart. I swear this prompt is inspiring such beautiful, brutal words.
I love this.
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.
I LOVE THIS :) Thanks for sharing. (and calls from airports, telling you love is just plain delicious!)
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