Prompt: nebulous, bleak, cut, vision, timing, touch, hover crush, opaque, blazing, torch, slab, breath
The Tide Changes
I lie on my slab
My breath shallow
Like the water
At low tide
Pink sand between
My fingers
I rise
The world nebulous
Nothing clear
Out of focus
All is bleak
Dark clouds hover above
Someone says, “cut!”
Like the filming of a movie
My vision clears
No longer opaque
The timing will be measured
By the sundial in the yard
My fingers touch the cold metal
The sun appears
A blazing torch
Burns away melancholy
Crushes dark mood
The tide is coming in
Waves crash on shore
Children scream with delight
_____________________
A High School Crush
The sky an opaque
Chrystal shimmering
Casting sunlight
Shadows hovering
Blue on sand
The constant breeze
Now breathless
Quiet and still
Stone slabs in the court
Hot to the touch
Under the blazing desert sun
Timing is everything
You a bleak horseman
Dressed in black
A vision lit by torch
From an old notebook
Poems of love
A nebulous affair
Also hot to the touch
A woman
With a high school crush
annellannell 
Oops. Will try Bryan. That other B person!!!
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whew…things were looking bleak in that first one…glad the screams were ones of delight….haha….got to watch those old poems, hot to the touch as well…the dark rider though, that def will cool things…
A nicely done shift from bleak to humor I liked the “High school crush” the best.
This is a real sweep of senses…touch..sound..cold..the slab couldn’t help but seem like a body laid to rest..but then the children..and life..like life renewed..i guess that is the cycle..to which we all belong..even though we may feel it in very different ways..
I loved the surprise of the first ending and the poignance of the memory of a high school crush! Nebulous
Brings pleasant memories of times gone by. Times of growing up and times of play! Nicely annell!
Hank
Although the first one is a bit bleak at the beginning, you detail emotional descent very well and come out with children playing. I like that. And we never do forget that first real love, no matter the time or how long it has been. Enjoyed both of these Annell,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/05/19/mizfit-on-remembering/
Dreaming on the beach half asleep and the world becomes a fantasy…been there done that! The second however I am sure we all remember the passion of the high school crush…there were so many of them! Loved both pieces very much.
Very evocative.
Jaw-dropping it is just so gorgeous there are no words. I was not able to access your link at The Sunday Whirl just came to your site on my own in search of it but I hate anyone to miss this piece
I second Irene, this is quite evocative, Annell.
Pamela