Tuesday's Writing #No 13- Siren
Prompts this week: luminance, essential, capacity
The woman stood on the cliff, her red gold waist
length hair trail behind her in the wind. For a moment I was thunderstruck by
her beauty, her bright luminance lit the cliffside as she stood in utter stillness. Suddenly she turned and her green eyes met my
inquisitive one. it was essential that I speak with her and capture her likeness.
“I’d like to paint you,” I blurted.
“What do you mean by that?’
“I don’t mean any disrespect.”
“So you aren’t suggesting you paint me nude?”
“What do you take me for? But if that’s what you
prefer I can adapt,” I leered.
She blushed, swallowed and then said, “Clothing is
not optional.”
“I accept.”
I painted her on the cliffside slowly turned to me,
her green eyes challenging me. Her red gold hair flowed behind her fanning out
in the breeze in all its crowning glory. We laughed talked and got to know each
other as we had a picnic every day as I painted trying to capture her likeness. Her capacity for love, kindness and her inner light filled me like nothing had filled me before.
I received many accolades for my painting as it was
displayed in an art show. Y agent labelled it “Siren on a cliff” Many wanted to
buy the painting but I refused even though I had made the siren mine. I’ll never
tire of looking at my siren challenging me.
©Sheilagh Lee September 26, 2017
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