Creeping out at dawn, she tiptoes barefoot over golden sand, gritty grains sliding between her toes. The sun, a crimson sliver, struggles to free itself from the horizon. She steps onto the jetty, its planks still moist with dew. Now, tugging softly at the mooring rope, she draws the boat towards her. With a brilliant flash, sunlight flares across the azure water bathing the bay in its gilded rays. She shades her eyes, tastes the salt on the breeze, inhales. Then, she drops lightly into the boat, casts off, and slips away into the morning.
her island awaits:
magical voices whisper
giving up secrets
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Image credit: Saffu@Unsplash
The image shows a red motor boat anchored near a quay. There is a small buoy floating near it. In the distance you can see a small island.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #138 photo prompt
Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Your ability to weave in details is awesome. Show don’t tell ☺️
And the capping haiku is both beautiful and intriguing
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Thanks so much for your lovely comment, Reena!😊
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Thanks so much for sharing, Michael. Have a lovely week ahead! 🤗
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I can smell the salty breeze. 😍
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I’m so pleased for that, Maria!😊
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Indeed a beautiful and serene poem Chris. You took me along with you on that boat ride. Thanks for joining in
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This is brilliant Chris, incredibly evocative & descriptive! 👌😁❤️👏 And the haiku at the end was sublime. 👍
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Thanks so much, Ken. I really appreciate your comment.😊
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You’re welcome Chris 🙏😁
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Thanks so much, Sadje! A pleasure to have your company😊
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So is mine. 😍
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[…] Island of inspiration — luna’s on line […]
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Fantastic, I can see her even now
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Thanks, Deb! I’m so pleased!
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On her way to her special place. Simply delightful.
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Thanks very much, Keith!
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Ooh, what a delicious haibun. I love it!
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Thanks for your lovely feedback, Liz 🙂
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You’re welcome, Chris!
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Oh, Chris, this is beautifully written! 😍
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Thanks so much, Susan!
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Beautifully descriptive, Chris. In my mind this calm can only be hiding some dark secret – why is she creeping? And why dawn? What exactly is hidden on the island? Has she committed the perfect crime?
Oh, yes, this certainly fires the imagination!
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You got it, Chris! That special place, wherein dwells the muse.
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Fabulous!
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Thanks very much, Di 🙂
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I love your Haibun. I’m drawn to what secrets …:)
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Thanks very much, Sangeetha! 🙂
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Gorgeous writing…exquisite imagery, very uplifting and inspiring, Chris!
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Thanks so much, Cheryl 🙂
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Ahhhhh i so love the imagery here Chris. .
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Thanks, Mich! 🤗😊
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Beautiful story, Chris! Wonderful message of hope ❤
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Thank you, Tom! 🙂
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Even better on a fresh read. Really enjoyed revisiting this, Chris – great anticipation building here! 🙂
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As soon as I am able…
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Very nice, Chris. Is she running away… or to something/one? 🤔🙂
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The words are open to interpretation. In my mind, she’s seeking her muse 🙂
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My favorite line is where the sun “struggles to free itself from the horizon”. So well put!
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Thanks, Debra!
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how lovely. Glad I read. xoxo
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I’m so pleased you enjoyed, Selma!
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was lovely, Chris. Thanks for sharing. xoxo
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That is such an appealing scene. I could enjoy being there.
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Anytime. My island is your island, Jacqui!
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I could see her and the beautiful island. Well written.
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Thanks very much, Lakshmi 🙂
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This is a wonderful haiku, Chris. I reminds me of your book, Song of the Sea Goddess. The bit about the island.
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Thanks, Robbie! Islands can be very useful 🙂
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This is splendid, Chris. Kudos! Hugs.
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Thanks so much, Teagan! 🤗
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We all have our secret go to place for some dose of inspiration. Beautifully done Chris 💖
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Aw, thanks so much, Radhika.🤗
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Such a nice picture ☺️
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I can only claim the credit for the words. The picture was posted by Sadje for the #wdys challenge!
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Beautiful! Reminds me of childhood summers by the lake!
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Sounds idyllic, Natasha!
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[…] Chris Hall: Island of inspiration […]
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Beautiful poem
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Delicious poetry, Chris. A haibun, I think.🤩
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Just stunning, Chris. What beautiful sensory writing. I could feel the entire piece. 🙂
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Gave a like for the description. Now this comment is for lauding the haiku ♥️!
Also, I’m a newbie here on wordpres. Would love it if you can give my posts a skim and give your comments.😊
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Island of Inspiration …by Chris Hall
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What a lovely freeing piece. We’ve all dreamed of doing it!
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Very interesting and truly wonderful!
Many thanks!
Hamid Modjtahed, mojtahed Sindhi
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Wonderful writing🥰
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