Sunday Photo Fiction – Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

A place to eat in the middle of nowhere
Some sort of a limbo for us all
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

I gasp for all the wear and tear
A couple of images around the stall
A place to eat in the middle of nowhere

I rang a bell so they’ll be aware
A man folding some chairs, he’s tall
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

A blade of grass bowing like prayer
A girl picking up shells, she’s small
A place to eat in the middle of nowhere

A small gravel pit in the square
Hope that little boy doesn’t fall
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

I ordered some food as I sat on the chair
He came with a smile, the man who’s tall
A place to eat in the middle of nowhere
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Villanelle

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For: Sunday Photo Fiction – June 23, 2018Wordle 357 Jun 23 by bwarren

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