She’d been walking on the beach for hours.
There was no-one around.
Just her.
It was cold, damp, miserable. Both the sea and the sky was the same colour.
Everything was grey.
Including her heart.
She opened the letter. Yet again. It was crinkled and damp.
She’d read it so often, she knew it by heart.
But there should be two hearts here.
She stopped and looked out to sea.
She heaved a sigh, then ripped that letter in tiny pieces.
And then she felt so much better.
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Image credit: Pan Xiaozhen @Unsplash
This image shows a fully dressed woman on the edge of a rocky beach. In this black and white photo, she is looking down at something in her hand.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #322 photo prompt.

I think that by ripping the letter, she also let go of her grief. A lovely poem Chris. Thanks for joining in.
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Yes, that’s right, Sadje. She got rid of that letter and moved on! An interesting photo for that.
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Thanks Chris.
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💛💛💛
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💟💟💟
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some one else
letter dear john and jane
like black sunday
the one day
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There have been some bad Sundays, but at least she’s out now!
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is she? who is she the girl in red.
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There’s no red in this girl.
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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Turn east to the rising
In this you can trust…
🖤🩶🤍🧡
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I seem to know a similar song…
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liz you and pat just wont push play. why is that. happy day and new years too!
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truly letting it go
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That’s right – she’s fine now, I’m sure!
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The expansive and profound seascape touches the soul. Beautiful and touching! 🤗👏💖
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All those shades of grey… yet not used for her🩶🩶🩶 Thank you so much, Aladin.
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Heart touching 💟
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Thanks very much!
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Great poem and the picture is fitting for the piece. Well done
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Thank you so much!
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By the sea, walking the beach,…makes it much more emotive, Chris, …and yes, tearing it up would make me feel better too …
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It was just that photo that enticed me. No worries in that poem by the end – just a wink, or two! Thanks Penn 😊
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Nice take.
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Thanks, Indira! 💛
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❤️🙏❤️
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Perfect ending. Sometimes- it is just time.
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That’s right, she’ll be fine, and soon.
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“Beautifully written piece! I love how you used the desolate beach and grey skies to reflect the protagonist’s emotional state. The image of her ripping up the letter is so cathartic – it’s like she’s finally taking control of her emotions and moving on. The writing is evocative and immersive, and I loved the simplicity and power of the phrase ‘And then she felt so much better.’ Well done! #WhatDoYouSee #heartbreak #healing”
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You have said that so beautifully. Thank you so much.
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And that’s that.
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Indeed. Well done her!
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The longing and love are so well captured in your well composed poem Chris! ❣️
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Thanks so much, Cindy. 💛💛
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[…] That letter […]
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Beautiful absowell done. I reblogged it immediately
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Thanks for doing that. Very kind, Mountain Man.
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What a moving poem. Well done!
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Thank you so much, Liz!
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You’re welcome, Chris!
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Bravo!
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Thanks Di!
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Good poem.
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Thank you very much, Andrew.
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You’re welcome, Chris.
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I didn’t expect that ending, Chris. Bravo! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
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Oddly I changed what I wrote the first time. It was too miserable I felt, and I do like to be more positive!
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Very nice. I might give this one a try tomorrow. Nearly home; sitting in the airport lounge in Madrid. Heathrow in a few hours.
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Aha, you must be home now! What a wonderful place you went. Colombia!! (Not mentioning what happened about DT in the next country).
But do think about that rather good photo… black and white is almost always good.
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Well written Chris.
It brings to mind the feeling of accepting a heavy matter that no one can control.
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Thanks, Darnell. Such a good photo to use in several ways, but clearly that woman is troubled.
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A lovely poem.
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Thanks very much, Rupali.
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A wonderful piece, Chris. Moving on – not always easy, but necessary.
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Thanks very much, Chris!
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I love your interpretation of the image Chris – a brilliant ekphrastic poem ♥️
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Aww, thanks a lot, Ange! 💛💛
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♥️
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