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Are You There?
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Short Stories and Prose “Are you there? Are you there?” croaked the frog in the reeds.
“Yes I am, yes I am!” answered one of several recipients at the other end of the pond.
The dinghy slowly drifted across the silver ripples of midnight moonlight, coming to rest against the wall of reeds inhabiting the southern half of the mountain pond. I lit up and leaned back, looking at the misty halo wrapped around the full moon.
I, alone, on the top of some mountain, aimlessly drifting around a pond in a dinghy, getting quietly stoned, could hear this beautiful exchange of nature’s call:
“Are you there? Are you there?”
“Yes I am, yes I am!”
And I was.
You have a very peculiar yet unique way of writing; don't get me wrong... it works! Your work is very interesting. Top job.
Thus by being there you moved mountains. Fantastic, this took me to the scene of colours moave, electric blue, aqumarine with shots of deep purple bathed in silver. What a relation to the cosmos...excellently written!