Spiritual Fiction posted August 12, 2017


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alone but not alone

The Protector

by fluffnstuff


I needed to break away from all the work I've done,
So I took off in my car with a picnic packed for one.
While driving on this road I came upon a bright green meadow.
The grass was high and waved hello with flowers of bright yellow.
I told myself it was the spot just waiting there for me.
I parked the car and gathered up my things so carefully.
The blanket, basket and the little ice cooler too.
My sun hat, the binoculars and the wine opener with a screw.
I found a place with shade beneath a mighty old oak tree
Then plopped myself beneath it just to spend some time with me.
I glanced up to the sky to see a cloud shaped like a dove.
It sailed across the sky just like the bird of peace and love.
I celebrated things I did not celebrate before.
I read five chapters in my book and then read a little more.
The breeze was just a tickle, the sun it was just right.
The smell of nature rose up to my nose in sheer delight.
The hours passed and I wondered why I didn't feel alone.
I knew I was protected by a force from the unknown.
My cheese, bread and mini bottle wine were now depleated.
I wanted to get back because I knew I was needed.
Gathering up my things so that there was no evidence of me.
Just a flattened square of grass where the blanket used to be.
I slowly took one step ahead then turned back around to see
white feathers floating to the ground as she bid farewell to me.




 


Angels, a rhyming poem contest entry


Thanks to precious and talented VMarguerite for allowing me to borrow her picture.
Pays one point and 2 member cents.

Artwork by VMarguarite at FanArtReview.com

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