Title: Feeding My Soul
Source: Weekend Writing Prompt # 143 – Elysian
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 56 words
I close my eyes, allowing my shoulders to drop and feel my stress spiral outward, evaporating like the water from my pasta pot. I inhale, rekindling my dearest memories, I am transported. I see my dear Florentine friends Alighieri, Botticelli, Brunelleschi, Buonarroti, Boccaccio, Da Vinci, Giotto, and Masaccio. My goblet overflows with their life-sustaining Elysian essence.
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
This is wonderful!
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I am thrilled that you enjoyed it, Sadje. 🙏
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Always enjoy your stories and. Posts.
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I share your passion for their works. Delightful.
Here’s mine!
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Florence is an amazing place, Keith.
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This is absolutely wonderful, Jo! Now, I’m realising I could have written about Florence or Sienna in the same manner. When I saw the image of the Duomo, I was right back there!
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Florence is my favorite city, Dale. For some reason the word took me there immediately.
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I fell in love with Siena and Firenze and Pienza and… Tuscany!
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I need to plan a trip. ❤
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Do do I… But France is booked for April 2021…
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks for sharing. ❤
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Well, THAT was beautiful💜
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Thank you my friend. ❤
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Beautiful, thanks for sharing at the Go Dog Go Cafe today.
Stephen
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My pleasure, Stephen.
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🤓🙏👐🙏🤓
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