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Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Little Miss Lucy



To little Miss Lucy’s tired heart and mind
The moon was a bubbling mass of foam
That glittered on a corner of her room
And winter trees were lush once again
In her dreams that were quite strange
Her dog would even talk in her tongue

Lying on bed, weary and half awake
Little Lucy felt strokes of gentle lake
Hers were dreams, surreal and crazy
Where life was too magical, too hazy
Every night she unlatched her mind
And entered so solace she could find

Alas! The mellow rustling of leaves
That was her clock’s tick tock tick,
Pulled her and that’s what it did say-
‘It’s morn Lucy, be up for another school day’!

For Image prompt @ Mag 288 

31 comments:

  1. What a delightful read, dreamy and enchanting indeed. Greetings!

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  2. A lovely read early in the morning... dreams they just might come true...

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  3. cute :)........................

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  4. Interesting language. :-)

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  5. Beautiful capture on the dream and ambiance surrounds! Very sweet

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  6. Excellent twist in the end!

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  7. Very nice Ankita though last para is heart breaking when after a sweet sleep we all have to wake up and go to work.. :( :P

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  8. Oh how magical this was :)

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  9. This was an experience! "Her dog would even talk in her tongue" yes, please!

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  10. sweet and delightful...!

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  11. This was a delightful piece. The land of dreams is a wonderful place but we almost always have to wake up.

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  12. Your take on the prompt is wonderful Ankita :)
    Magical it was..

    Cheers

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