Lockdown II - Prompts 018

Tuesday, November 24th, 10:15

01 Taxis and buses passed; the sun was shining

02 A broken train of men, once soldiers

03 I feel mountains in my chest, a river

04 Her face behind the glass, misty, blurred

05 I walked across the tarmac, no goodbyes

06 I reckon I’ll get me a mule and a woman

07 So they left together, 900 miles still to go

08 The rector emerged to see them embracing

09 I bit, you jerked and wound me in

10 He felt the unreal ground beneath him

11 He was crying: he stopped and watched the boy in him walk away

12 I took her cold hand and we walked towards the ruins

13 What is silence? What is a secret?

14 She would always be grateful to those who had united them

15 You may not believe it, but we are near

16 Here the shadows were darker. There was a dark door

17 What is “charming”? A filthy Indian can charm a snake

18 The flags still fluttered, if limply

19 I am becoming younger: I know not why

20 A window opened, a female head emerged into light

21 Their youth and energy overwhelmed them

22 God was lying in, had had enough

23 Every damn book, then the bookshelves

24 What she said was light and colourful, like confetti

25 He walked away, a little taller, under his Quaker hat