Tryst

A pale face leers, lighting your way from our door to hers. I watch and wish for clouds. Friend of lovers, friend of those who wander, the moon is no friend of mine.


This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend Trifextra prompt:

We want you to choose a word and use it three times in your 33 words. However, it must be either a verb, noun or adjective and the form of the word cannot change, it must appear exactly the same three times.

17 responses to “Tryst

  1. What a great tale.. mysterious and nice..

  2. Eerily haunting and beautiful in spirit:-)

  3. I felt the pain in this. Well done, as always. :))

  4. Nice! I love how your subject is the moon, but that’s not the word you chose. This is full of heartache, but so beautifully written.

    One of my faves this weekend!

  5. Haunting and sad, loved reading this. Thanks for linking up!

  6. i love this it’s quite melancholy

  7. How terrible, to feel unfriendly towards the moon.
    Leering face. ouch.

  8. Leering moon…wishing for clouds to hide it. This has an eerie mystic to it. Yet, in a strangely lovely way.

  9. This is stunning, Christine. So much emotion in these 33.

  10. This is just beautiful! Sadness so eloquently depicted in your words.

  11. Wow! I love how you used the moon as the friend to lovers and wanderers, while you hope clouds cover the light and your enemy. So much in 33 words. Amazing – that’s understated.

  12. This gave me the goosebumps. 🙂

  13. Ooooo! I love this…all eerie and mysterious! Just awesome! ♥

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