The Split
She drew her mantra to her and wound it like a veil
to form a place within he tried to pierce to no avail.
With no key to enter and no grounds to demand
entry to that space where the outer world was banned,
he switched his thoughts to other things: a blue bird’s sudden flight
and the ribbons it created as it split a shaft of light.
A chain of beads of shattered light like glass spread on the floor
were scars that vanished one by one as he walked out the door.
The Sunday Whirl Wordle 637 prompts for today are: scar chain bird ribbon beads shaft switches mantra key grounds drew veil Photo by kiwihug on Unsplash

What a lovely, poetic story Judy.
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Thanks, Sadje. Sometimes the prompt words just lead you to the story.
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Very true. You’re most welcome
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Terrific.
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Thanks, Dolly.
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My pleasure, dear Judy.
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Love this.
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Loved this story
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Thanks, Cheryl. Are you snowed under in Cheyenne?
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Your last 8 or so lines are sheer genius.
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Thanks, Ann, but are you referring to The Split? There are only 8 lines in it…
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“He switched his mind to other things ..”
Broken lines.
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I am always so pleased when you like my work. Thanks for being so consistent in commenting. I hope you can now see all my answers to your comments. WP is being weird and sometimes prints them as comments in my blog but doesn’t say they are in answer to your comments so you might not be notified. Checking the blog again, you should see them all.
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