Holding on

Written as part of Friday Fictioneers, which offers the image as inspiration to write a fiction in 100 words (or less). My Word Count: 100.
AND 3 Word Wednesday #463 which offers the words Madly, Omen and Nocturnal as inspiration for a post.

Holding on

Photo © Jan W Fields

“It’s time to move on, Pierre. You’ve held on for far too long already.”

The argument was put forth again. It had been eighteen months since Marie’s death.

Ignoring his casual shrug, his mother Renee was about to argue again… when it happened. A note played on the piano, and then another. A shiver froze Renee’s face, while a smile lit up his.

“This is a bad omen,” Renee whispered.

For Pierre, though, it was as nocturnal as an owl’s hoot, a daily occurrence.

Marie had been madly in love with music; and he, with her.

“She’s still here, Maman.”

(© 21st January 2016)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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