On the rim
of sunset, evening
hues are darkening,
musky with the fading
scent of undergrowth.
Summer will soon be a forgotten
dream, her insects a distant echo.
But at the heart of feelings
of rejection and loneliness
is the beat of all things.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

My response to Thursday photo prompt – Alone #writephoto

Every Thursday at noon GMT, Sue publishes one of her photos as a writing prompt. Throughout the week, she features a number of the responses on her blog, the Daily Echo, and every week, a full round-up of posts is published linking back to the original posts of contributors.

13 thoughts on “Alone

  1. I liked the message in the last three lines. I am still trying to make sense out of it and may be adding to it without realizing. As I see it the well, or height, of feelings is where the heartbeat is, alone and apparently rejected, and it moves out from there to include others.

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