Thursday, February 12, 2026

1869 - Two Loves

 

Image: Grace and me.  Apologies to Banksie.

The Sunday Whirl presented these twelve words for us to use in a creative writing piece.  
split cringe breathe pieces wings cracks beneath hesitates stretch ship spin chaos

Poets and Storytellers had the prompt "A love story" - I merged the two prompts.


Two Loves 

Margaret Kennedy: 05/02/1952 – 11/02/2024
Laurel Kennedy: 05/07/1933 – 11/02/2024

One day, two deaths.
A chaos, half expected.
I hesitate to draw meaning—
I could spin it many ways:
My world cracking, splitting…
But also a release,
In a dark sense, a freedom.
I have moved from being harbour master
To being an unmoored ship.
I resist the urge to cringe away,
To withdraw from a hostile world,
A world that shook beneath me,
A world that stretched 
Beyond my vision on that day.
A world that lay in pieces.

Like a new born chick,
I stood on the pieces,
Breathed deeply
And tested my wings.

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2 comments:

  1. Deborah CoulthardFebruary 12, 2026

    Quite breath taking. I love the split in the beginning: one day, two deaths. Then the half, then the cracking and splitting. Then a release from a role but the uncertainty ahead needed stability. He didn't recoil in fear. He breathed and grew wings. Very good writing.

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  2. Gillian ScottFebruary 12, 2026

    Beautifull words, Lee.

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