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WDYS — The Masterpiece of a Life Well Lived

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In the deeply-carved lines of her elderly face,
A tapestry of stories find their resting place.
Eyes, like windows to a lifetime’s view,
Reflecting wisdom, both old and new.

Each wrinkle whispers tales untold,
Of joys and sorrows, of stories bold.
Furrowed brows, weathered by the years,
Hold secrets of laughter, and her share of tears.

And in her steady gaze, a twinkle bright,
A spark that’s weathered every plight.
In the face of time, a masterpiece,
The beauty of her soul seen in every crease.

The face of an elderly woman, a masterpiece,
A testament to strength, love, and inner peace.
For in those timeless features, we can see,
The beauty of a long life lived fearlessly and free.

I thought I’d try my unpoetic hand at a bit of poetry this week, inspired by this masterpiece painted by the brush of age for Sadje’s What Do You See prompt. Photo credit: Himesh Mehta @ Pexels.

FOWC with Fandango — Masterpiece

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FOWCWelcome to August 31, 2019 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “masterpiece.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.

Photo Challenge — Life Imitates Art

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DFE95346-FB4C-46E3-929C-0F289608AC19I had dozed for a few minutes, the rhythm of the swaying bus getting the best of my tired eyes. An abrupt stop, followed by a blaring horn, woke me up. When I opened my eyes and looked across the aisle, I saw a vision, a living Mona Lisa.

I blinked and rubbed my eyes, but she was still there, staring at me with her Mona Lisa smile, her right hand resting on her left, just like the pose in the da Vinci portrait.

I realized that I couldn’t not say something to this personification of one of the world’s greatest work of art. “Excuse me,” I said. “Are you an model?” I asked.

“No,” she said, maintaining her slight smile. “I’m a nurse.”

“Did anyone ever tell you that you look just like the woman in the da Vinci masterpiece,” I said.

“Yes, I get that a lot,” she admitted.

“Do you intentionally dress that way, wear your hair that way, sit that way, and smile that way,” I asked.

“No, of course not,” she said. “This is just who I am, how I dress, how I sit, and how I look.”

The guy in the seat next to her got off the bus at the next stop and I moved over and sat next to her. “My name is Leo,” I said.

“Hi Leo, I’m Mona,” she said, holding out her right hand for me to shake.

“Mona?” I said. “Seriously, your name is Mona? What’s next? Are you going to tell me you’re last name is Lisa?”

“Oh no,” she said. “My last name is Schaefer. Lisa is my middle name.”

“Get out,” I said. “Your name is Mona Lisa Schaefer?”

“Yes,” she said. “And you are?”

“I told you, my name is Leo.”

“Leo who?” she asked.

“Leo Vincenti”

“And what do you do, Leo Vincenti?”

“I’m a painter.”

“As in houses?”

“No, as in portraits,” I answered. “In fact, I’d like to paint your portrait, Mona. You have a classic, timeless look.” I pulled out my sketch pad and a piece of charcoal and quickly sketched her. When I was done, I held it up to showed it to her.

“Oh, this is my stop,” she said, and hurriedly got off the bus.E0FB8DF3-1F77-45B4-ACE8-2EDEC74A7B3F.jpeg

Written for this week’s Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Photo credit: Reddit.com. Drawing credit: Pinterest

#100WW — Not What I Expected

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img_2416“Well, what do you think?” Hanz asked.

“It’s not what I expected,” Helene said. “When you said you wanted to paint a mural on my wall, I was expecting something a bit more, shall we say, pastoral. More a reflection of the countryside.”

“But, Helene, I painted this in your honor. It’s an homage to you, my dear,” Hanz explained.”

“I’m flattered, of course,” Helene said, “but it’s a bit much, isn’t it?”

“No, it’s a masterpiece,” Hanz said.

“Well,” Helene said, “you’d better take a picture of it.”

“A picture? Why?”

“Because I’m going to whitewash over it tomorrow.”

(100 words)

Written for Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt.

Friday Fictioneers — A Masterpiece

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08801EF6-1D9B-48FF-978D-6677314940B9“I’ll bite,” Miranda said. “What is it?”

“It’s my masterpiece,” Malcolm answered.

“Okay. But what is it?” Miranda asked again.

“I call it ‘Waste Not, Want Not,’” he responded. “It’s ecologically and environmentally friendly. I’m sending a message about recycling and reusing things and turning it all into art.”

“It looks like you’ve stacked seven shipping pallets on top of one another and filled them with broken Spanish roofing tiles, some cracked clay flower pots, sticks, and some pieces of copper tubing,” Miranda said, “with a few bunches of grass on top.”

“Exactly,” Malcolm said proudly. “‘Waste Not, Want Not.’”

(100 words)

Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: Sandra Crook.