Seasickness

Written as part of Friday Fictioneers and Half Marathon at The Blog Chatter, Day 6.


Photo © Jan Wayne Fields

Seasickness

The framed photograph had always hung proudly on our wall ever since we returned home from our vacation in New York.

“Grandma, you take such amazing photographs,” Deepa tells me. “You and Grandpa must have had such fun on the boat. I can imagine the boat bobbing in the bay. Up and down, it would go on the waves, swaying ever so gently in the sunset. It’s so poetic.”

I hear the chair being drawn back, and see him hurry away.

“Is Grandpa jealous?”

I shake my head.

“No dear. He’s just seasick,” I tell her, laughing as I remember.


(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason, 21st July 2016)

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Poetry & writing to me 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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