To Be Born, I Wanted Not.

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{ Denise gracefully hosts Six Sentence Stories, where writers unleash their magic under one simple rule: in no more or no less than 6 sentences.
This week’s prompt word is : STROKE }

 

To Be Born, I Wanted Not.

 

ℜeflection escapes me…
yet, hold a mirror in front of soreeros you shall see.

 

All it takes is move an ℜ…explore, willingly or not, your emotions & their range;
yet, all it takes is move an ℜ & they become anger, blackening your heart into a spider webbed hearth full of cinders and rage.

 

Into the fray to aver the innocence of the blood in your vein…
yet, all it takes is move an ℜ & find yourself drowning in a rave of pain.

 

Preception everywhere, even before the bishop of Salisbury first used the word…
yet, all it takes is move an ℜ & gain perception of yourself connecting to the world.

 

Carve day in, night out,  balancing upon the edge of the precipice of debris…
yet, all you had to do Master is move an ℜ & from the crave set me free.

 

Bram wrote for thirty years, fifty letters a day for Sir Irving and he still managed to give birth to me…
yet, Master Stoker ask me he did not; all it took was move an ℜ & a stroke shuttered his hourglass leaving the dilemma  whether I wanted to be born, unanswered by me.

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WARNING: The following song by Ben Caplan contains Explicit lyrics ; you have been warned – press play at your own peril.

 

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About Spira

” The eternal part of our being is conscious of the timeless essence of life & is aware that the past is nothing but a memento of the present and tomorrow a dream of the now. The very thing meditating & singing from within, remains always inside the boundaries of the primordial instant that scattered the stars into the cosmos.” Kh.Gibran

26 responses »

  1. MesmeRising, dear Wizard, mesmerising! The word-plays are clever and dark, the tone is set in dripping wax from Gothic candelabras… and you’ve made the best use of a prompt word I’ve ever seen at the Six 😎

    “blackening your heart into a spider webbed hearth full of cinders and rage.” Class.

    The inner-thoughts of a ‘character’ concerning his ‘creator’ is a fascinating angle to come from.

    I like how the first word of the piece begins with the letter ‘R’ of ‘reflection’ 😎 The non-visual reflection perhaps damned deeper by the fact the word ‘mirror’ contains three ‘R’s ??

    Love this so much. Bravo, bravo!

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    • Ok,ok,ok…this reply may very well be the de(con)struction of the Spira/Gatekeeper’s profile as it is expected to be but…mate, honestly…if so, let it be…IDGARA
      I am reading your comment. I am reading it again. Words are not clear. Not because you failed to convey your thoughts and feelings, au contraire.
      I am crying. ( anyone willing to deconstruct me, that was your cue)
      Why, would be a valid question. Although I am still under the influence of that moment, I can think of a couple of reasons.
      First of all, as I have said, you are the reason I am finding myself among you wordsmiths and storytellers. And what a gift you have given me Ford, I doubt I will ever be able to describe in words. But then again, you never had a problem with the absence of words…each time you have commented about a sculpture I created, your insight was so focused and profound. In other words, someone I have never met, who has never seen the actual creation, is more in tune than others who have been physically near me and/or the creation.
      The same qualities are exhibited here…it is literally, as if you have an open window in my soul; example, the R of reflection, the triple R…someone may be frightened by the transparency…I embrace it ( with all that entails).
      And then are the cracks forming at my tagline “echoes from a voice yet to be heard” each time any of you “touch” me in that way…along with the emotional charge this post carries from its title to the final full stop…
      …put them altogether in the mixer, shake them and voila, les larmes du portier.
      How can I write thank you now, eh?
      Only this:
      By order…c’est vrai!

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  2. Your piece shows just how razor thin the margins of error are when it comes to words, language and their meanings (or their mis-spellings and results). It never even occurred to me that Bram Stoker’s name was an anagram of “stroke” as in “stroke of the pen”.

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    • Liz, insightful as always…thank you!
      Hypothetically speaking, I would bet you have a nasty aim with the 9mm but with the 22-caliber…engraved at the stock: LMC (Liz’s Manners Correction) 🙂

      Darker undertone there is …and emerging…

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  3. figured after reading a couple a times, I’d come up with something insightful and clever… but nope.
    You’ve just gone and rubik cubed that bad boy and I decided to stop trying to peel off the colored squares of mine.
    lol
    Good Six yo

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    • Did I just backhanded at the corner of your court the famous Clark Effect?
      What an honor.
      Rubik cubed that bad boy…man, I love your metaphors.

      Thank ya.

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