"...Thus grew the tale of Wonderland: Thus slowly one by one, it's quaint events were hammered out- and now the tale is done...the dream child moving through a land of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird
or beast-and half believe it true..." -Lewis Carroll

Sunday, June 23, 2013

He Drew from her Lips...A Broken Hallelujah


It's been a while since I've participated in a Trifecta challenge. Trying to get back in the groove. 

This weekend's prompt is the phrase, " Third time's the charm". Since this is the Trifextra Weekend Challenge it must contain 33 words exactly. 

Happy Reading. 





Letter sent.  It contained her heart. Neglected. In disrepair. His reply came. Her hope splintered. Shattered.  "Without  you, I'm fine". Dear God. Again? Third time's the charm, they'd said. She'd hoped. They'd lied. 







*Title of this post is a reference to Hallelujah by Rufus Wainwright.
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5 comments:

  1. BoJune 23, 2013 at 7:21 PM

    I could feel the pain in your words. very good writing.

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  2. DraugJune 23, 2013 at 9:08 PM

    That's cold. ):

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  3. SuzanneJune 23, 2013 at 9:28 PM

    This is so good, and so tragic. Beautiful job capturing all those emotions!

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  4. JannaTWritesJune 24, 2013 at 1:06 AM

    Ouch. I'm sure that was not the expected response.

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  5. AnonymousJune 24, 2013 at 7:39 AM

    Oh, so painful! Yet wonderfully written, with those short, sharp sentences. Nice work.

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