Carry On. It’s a 6.

Carry me!”

The child’s wail pierced the evening’s peace; jarred from thoughts as vast as the night sky the man looked down, the child’s face mirror image of hers, mouthed “really?!”, then gathered the child in his arms, and continued to walk.

The trail among the pines was well worn (“love worn” she’d say), it’s soft carpet of needles insuring their footsteps were as silent as the stars above; he hesitated as memories breached the wall – he and she purchased the property before they married, sowing dreams in blueprints, sketching hopes along the wood line that broke into the open area at the crest of a large hill, “my mountain summit” she’d call it, it was 3/4 of a mile from where their house now stood.

Perfect” she’d whisper as she adjusted the telescope into position before beginning her scan of the night sky. “This“, her voice soft, “is where all the secrets are told, promise me you’ll tell her that when she’s old enough.”

The man, his promise still invisible armor, set the little girl down in front of the telescope where she’d always stand; through the blur of tears, adjusted the telescope’s lens for the little girl, “look sweetheart, there… see the bright star to the left…that’s mommy looking down at this very moment, watching that we are both ok“.

32 thoughts on “Carry On. It’s a 6.

  1. Liz H February 1, 2023 / 6:04 pm

    Sometimes the only thing that’ll get you through is to tell a good enough story to help others get through. Thank God for that!

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  2. dorahak February 1, 2023 / 6:17 pm

    Tugs at the heartstrings, ever so gently. Her voice will live on in his heart and in her child. Beautifully told, Denise.

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  3. imnobodywhoareyou February 1, 2023 / 10:15 pm

    Nothing like looking at the stars to give you your sense of destiny and place in the universe.

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  4. Spira February 2, 2023 / 4:27 am

    Blur…a word that sounds like the first attempts of a child in human language.
    A situation described by the verb that can be frustrating. But, what if it is the result of a moment such as the telescope one in your story?
    “The blur of tears”…is then inevitable and welcomed; as it veils what one carries beneath…or at least, one thinks it does.
    For when one carries, the one who cares carries too.

    Such is the voice of your Six, Denise; at least as it is heard by this driftwood.
    A voice I had to let it be with me through the night before I come and express its effect; glad I did so, even though no frist for me.

    A promise written in the night sky…
    “Tonight your beauty burns into my memory
    The wheel of heaven turns above us endlessly
    This is all the heaven we got, right here where we are”

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge February 2, 2023 / 10:34 pm

      And so it does…and could be!
      Such is the magic of words, of writing. There are those times we must let what we’ve read sink in and
      simmer before their true flavor is revealed.

      No, no Frist for you Nick however, I’m glad you allowed this piece to simmer overnight.
      It is true – “For when one carries, the one who cares carries too.”

      And the poet speaks…

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  5. Tom February 2, 2023 / 4:53 am

    Really nice, Denise. I was engrossed in the story so much, I didn’t notice the ‘blur’ until I read it again! (I love seeing how the prompt word is used, and like it even more when it’s subtly hidden!)
    You’ve shared a tale of brightness here; poignant, but bright.

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  6. The Atomic Mage February 2, 2023 / 12:32 pm

    So much to love here, D, with your poetry wrapped up in a tale. And that ending… sad, hopeful, comforting, the company of stars and their starlight to remind us we are never alone 😎

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  7. D. Avery @shiftnshake February 2, 2023 / 7:55 pm

    “sowing dreams in blueprints, sketching hopes”

    Not for nought, he has this child and his memories to share. Well done.

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  8. Nicole Horlings February 12, 2023 / 9:00 am

    Beautiful! “Love worn” and “his promise still invisible armour” are fantastic lines.

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