Charmed Chaos
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The Mistress of Time
Her spring curls wound tight upon her coifed head
she was the mistress of time and took him to her bed.
Once there, she’d do amazing things with her tiny hands
He lost count of every hour as seconds slipped into sand.
She coaxed him on and on and his desire at last, unlocked
until he was no longer himself, but only a clock stopped.
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
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oh this is wonderful!!! From the title to the words in the poem…..tiny hands (I’m reminded of a clock) – she coaxed him on and on….I’m reminded here of a clock wound too tight that bursts, its springs exploding….Oh I’m smiling at this one! Glad you used this image….and thanks so much for responding to the prompt. LOVE this take on the prompt! 🙂
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Thank you Lillian- it was great fun!!!
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I like this phrase “seconds slipped into sand” and the stopped clock at the end.
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Thank you Frank! Appreciate your kind words.
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I really love this.
I know you mean it to be sensual, but it actually makes me think of a little girl wearing out her daddy with dress-up and games and jumping on the bed. 🙂
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I think it can be interpreted in many ways. Thank you!
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I so love the storyline of time until the clock stopped ~ I was wondering if anyone will take this photo and you did ~ Well done ~
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Thank you Grace.
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Very different. I like it. ☺❤
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Thank you Walt! It was a fun write. 💛
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You’re welcome. It was a fun read 😊
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Cute fairytale. Sounds like a mix of love story and Alice in Wonderland!
Dwight
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Ha! Thanks Dwight.
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I love this, Linda, from the ‘Her spring curls wound tight’ to the ‘seconds slipped into sand’ and she even stopped the clock!.
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Thank you Kim!
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Those tiny hands can do amazing thing… nothing not even the rain.
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Thank you Bjorn.
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Clever!
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Thank you!
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The line of sand was absolutely divine. This was so well done.
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It was such fun to write and just spilled out of me. I love it when that happens!
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Me too. But when it happens to you I get to bask in your lovely writing
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You are a silver tongued devil aren’t you? LOL
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Gets me into trouble.
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No doubt! LOL
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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