He felt the gentle pressure
of a hand lovingly touch his shoulder
as an image appeared in his mind.
"Mom?",
he asked as his eyes opened.
But no being was there.
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1. The Sunday 160 only uses EXACTLY 160 characters (including spaces).
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32 comments:
Oooooh! Creepy. Moms are finding new ways to "pressure" us. Call the X-Files.
I took the sarcastic route this week.
woooooh Creepy...
But moms do make appearances in their own special way to comfort our lives every now n then.. My mom does.. :)
Well I have my Sunday 160 ready!
Strange Co- incidence..
Hugs xoxoxox
Devil’s Workshop
Yes I have had the same kind of experiences and I think it could be but most likely not but it is nice to think they are.
The Vicious One
Your poem is haunting, I love it.
I've joined you today ...
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I went for the plain old nightmare scenario..
Oh but there was...
I didn't find it creepy, I found it wistful and a bit melancholy.
My contribution this Sunday can be found at http://lemoldman.blogspot.com
Larry (the other one - Nitewrit)
Oh, I guess I should have given the title. "What Lies Ahead...If", but it'll be the first one to appear.
Larry (nitewrit)
mmm...i dont know if its good or bad when that happens...the reminders are nice but the loss returns...nice 160 monkey...
i am in!
Comforting, not creepy, in my opinion. The touch was loving, the image peaceful.
I liked this very much, I think that many of us have experienced something quite similar.
-C
I found it comforting as well..I played
Whenever I have needed my dad, I have felt his presence....
Here is mine:
tools of the trade
She will always be there with you. And sometimes she lets you know.
Here is my 160.
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Yet I'll bet he was still comforted.
I did one.
OK, things are getting a little heavy (although I can relate about the "someone's there" moments) so I got silly today.
Dare ya
Sometimes I feel the gentle touch of my Father who is no longer living but I feel is still with me.
*tears*
it's not the same thing as one's mother, but i do wake up sometimes feeling the weight and warmth of my cat against my back. he's been gone four and a half years now.
here's my 160 ~
http://haikulovesongs.wordpress.com/2011/03/27/nearly/
Ah, this hopping from blog to blog is quite invigorating, a modern version of Alice following the rabbit down the hole...
Excellent, perfect piece.
David's date
Sorry I'm running so late.
...a gentle reminder that we haven't lost them, not really - love your 160!
Mine is here.
I left a comment earlier.
Here's mine.
A little late, but I made it! Mine is up. :)
-C
Oh yess... moms have a way of being there even if they are physical present.. they are ABSOLUTELY special!!
I liked the "spooky" touch to it, MM.. it made the read very warm and FELT!
Here is my 160 for this week...
You will feel her presence most when she knows that you need her. Take comfort in it MM. I am playing this week here
I love this one. I really love it. I haven't blogged in so long, sorry to be absent. Your hand caught my "hand therapist" attention, (see mine, HERE ) I need to learn to write smaller words and shorter sentences.
I've honestly thought about you a million times since your mom passed away.
Powerful 160, MM.
I hope you and yours are happy and well...
I have stories of happenings like this. Sometimes Mom, sometimes Not.
Always different, almost always with the result.
None of them could be told in 160 characters--grin!
This is lovely and comforting.
I read this three times, crying. How I long to feel her touch just one more time. 9 years later and it still hurts.
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