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Please read Rochelle and rules for picture prompt at: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/08/06/8-august-2014/
My picture story comes in at 98 words this week.
Genealogy
The trees had taken over the German structure like aging
hands wringing a hanky. Walls crumbled and branches reached through broken
glass. Geneva thought of the relatives she never knew. Felt them reaching for
her across time just like branch fingers.
Ben’s voice broke her thoughts vibrating her back to the
moment, “You’re so white. Feeling okay?”
She looked at her sliver bracelet embossed with feathers and
thunderclouds. She felt turquoise stones framed in the cross at her neck. As a
Catholic, as an Indian, she wouldn’t have been desirable. She shuddered
remembering all sides of her forefathers.
11 comments:
"Walls crumbled and branches reached through broken glass." Lovely imagery, as always, Claudia. And I like the heritage you've given her. She would be a wonderful character for a longer tale.
Dear Claudia,
You've captured the turmoil of her mixed ancestry. Good use of the prompt although it could stand alone without the photo as well. Good job.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Claudia--I agree with Lisa. This should be expanded.
The simile in the first line is brilliant...such a powerful comparison.
Frighteningly true today as well. Some of the excluded groups are different (but only some).
And yes, an expansion of this story bud would be more than welcome.
What a lovely poetic piece you have spun.. the mixed heritage.. just like the house seems to be coming together.. I loved how you desccribed the jewelery..
Good description and use of house as metaphor.
The past never forgives, it's always hunting.
I can only get one word out: WOW!
You are such a wonderful writer, Claudia. You paint pictures with words. Susan
This intrigued me, and I would like to have read more....
It's so good to "see" you. When I saw your name on Becky's blog, I clicked over immediately.
=)
Claudia, Lovely story. The past is crumbling and newer ways are taking over. Sometimes it's best to just leave old ways die a natural death. People of a different generation often wouldn't understand. I read that it often takes one generation for change to come. Well written with good description.:)---Susan
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