A Circled Life (#SixSentenceStories)


Prompt:  CIRCLE


Circle has no beginning, no end…draw it around a life.

Within, it holds myriad elements…people, events, choices, vows, loves-losses-regrets, seasons turning kaleidoscopically.

Bedelia’s life was circle that began abandoned, already saddened, unattractive, in late autumn…leaves falling, becoming brown, dry and curling.

She blossomed in spring, reigned during summer—all her dreams an open gate.

Then it slammed shut, a frozen wall…her hoarfrost heart prematurely wintered.

Decades passed, another autumn:  her ravaged soul was dusty chapel window through which she peered dimly, alone…watching leaves fall, become brown, dry and curling.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

33 thoughts on “A Circled Life (#SixSentenceStories)

  1. like a painting, your Six holds images that produce a series of emotions, yet, like the painting, all the parts are connected to make up the whole.
    Good Six


    1. Thank you for the compliment, Theresa–and we will have to see what happens to her…I never know, myself…I just write whatever comes out 🙂 Hope you are well, the weekend is just around the corner!

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