An Audience of Pebbles

An Audience of Pebbles

A Chapter by Trée
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Trev dreams with Em.

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Clover, he had said. Fields and fields of damp aromatic clover, an endless rolling carpet before china blue skies. Really, she had asked, her arms wrapped around her folded knees. Yes, he had replied, looking her way. She smiled. He didn't. Which only made her smile wider.

Tell me more she said.

I hear silence in a cloud he said, stroking her hair; and feel hope in the warmth of a sunbeam. I see your hair spread like a shell, your eyes big like planets and on my cheek, your breath, honest as the breeze. Down a ways, a stream gurgling; and on that clear bed, a thousand pebbles, all shapes and sizes, waiting in audience for our naked feet.

She leaned her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat. He pulled her tight and closed his eyes.



© 2008 Trée


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Great imagery, you paint word pictures in various hues and colours; quite a feat. I don't know whether brevity is necessarily a plus in this instance. You have given us a bite, when maybe we wanted a meal. I shall have to take a look at other chapters, though as you mentioned somewhere else, possibly there is no true beginning to this, no true end. Each 'bite' might exist independently from the next. I shall find out.

David

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Great imagery, you paint word pictures in various hues and colours; quite a feat. I don't know whether brevity is necessarily a plus in this instance. You have given us a bite, when maybe we wanted a meal. I shall have to take a look at other chapters, though as you mentioned somewhere else, possibly there is no true beginning to this, no true end. Each 'bite' might exist independently from the next. I shall find out.

David

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Oh this is rich! I love how you write metaphorically in this piece...its just lovely whats been painted-- and again, great title! (now I need to back up and figure out who "he" is that speaks so beautifully...just which character did you bestow the silver tongue on??? :))
~L

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Firstly, 'honest breath' to join 'sincere' and 'pure'. Secondly, this is absolutely captivating, charming and so very, very lovely. Though there have been times that have made her sigh for very different reasons, this along with other chapters reveals that the curved road has the potential to lead to bliss, too many blooms along the way for it not to be so.
Bliss for us in the reading. Standing ovation, sigh of wonder, at the loveliness of this moment between two that you have created.
The part I like best is where the lack of a smile makes hers all the wider.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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