The Pause ~ Promises of Someday

by Carole W

Catherine is ...

and the words were swept away, the flood of years between them, its waters threaded currents of mirth, of melancholy. 

You left – before our urgencies outgrew the imagined raft, the midnight expedition, the measure of the frog’s leap; while still we journeyed on boyish knees and bare hands, in adventure oblivious to the scrape of stone; before first your eye, then your heart might fix, before first love stopped your breath; before leaving in a different way, wrongly guilty that you did and I might never know ...

But, Devin, I do know. She ... is.

                                                                           ... more than a helper.

Vincent alone, looking pensive

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Three Writers July 23, 2010 at 2:49 AM  

Somehow the offer of mere words in praise of this ... You are such a Gift to all of us, Carole! Brava!

Anonymous July 23, 2010 at 7:04 AM  

Nancy, you always have the best words! Thank you for reading; thank you for liking. Thank you for all you give with your work.


Vicky July 23, 2010 at 8:07 AM  

Sigh... How do you do it? I hate you! :-D

Anonymous July 23, 2010 at 9:48 AM  

And oh, how I hate you back! :-D

Thanks, dearest one. Evoking a sigh from you ... that feels great.


SandyX July 23, 2010 at 10:10 AM  

"... wrongly guilty that you did and I might never know ... " That is just so very Vincent. As always, beautiful Carole.

Anonymous July 23, 2010 at 10:25 AM  

Thank you, Sandy! It's always scary, posting, and it matters that the words seem in character. Big hugs.


Cyndi D July 23, 2010 at 11:38 AM  

you all like to make me cry! Oh the lost years between them! How poetic you are. You left. It tears at me.

Anonymous July 23, 2010 at 1:38 PM  

Oh Cyndi, thank you! If I made you tear up, it's only fair. I was a mess by the time I finished reading and listening to everyone's.


Krista July 23, 2010 at 7:09 PM  

Carole, I love this. Where do you find these words? They're just so Vincent. And Devin too, come to that---the brothers separated, but finally reunited.

Great job, again and still. :)


OKGoode July 25, 2010 at 5:23 AM  

As always, Carole, you sweep me away, right along with the characters you write. So jealous...

Anonymous July 25, 2010 at 6:00 PM  

You guys, you're so good to me. Thanks Krista and Laura. Your encouragement makes me feel as though I can and I'm so grateful to you both.


Brit July 28, 2010 at 11:39 AM  

But, Devin, I do know. She ... is.

OH CAROLE! That's so VINCENT! he has paused again! I love it! you Ladies have me sighing so much, I fear I might swoon ;)
Such wonderful imagery.. his thoughts of Devin.. wow Carole WOW! :)

Anonymous July 28, 2010 at 12:08 PM  

Brit, you're always so kind. Thank you! I did give Vincent another pause! I hadn't even noticed. He's just the master of the ellipsis, isn't he. At least he can't be accused of talking too fast.

There were so many missed years between Devin and Vincent. They need some time together, working on some tunnel project. That's when guys seem to talk the best, while they work together. Hmmm. :-)

I'm so glad you've enjoyed our submissions. These ladies are fantastic writers and I'm in awe of their talents. Thanks so much for reading.


Brit July 28, 2010 at 2:18 PM  

Yes men do talk best when working together :)

Michelle August 1, 2010 at 4:52 PM  

Wow, wow, WOW. This is just ... well, to steal Vincent's words, there are no words! The sweeping nature of this passage! I feel whisked up in the waves of memory. Your poetry is astounding. This is just beautiful!

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