Photo prompt by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
At the corner of my eye, it distracted me
That delicate blown glass, inherited from our nonna.
The one she carried tenderly from Burano
Tantalizing and fragile.
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There were children, and dogs and large clumsy men
Bumping and thumping their weight about the house
We ladies chopped and stirred and turned out cake
We spoke our truths, lovingly broke bread
While that heavenly heirloom tottered in space.
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How it held. How it waited
For a moment of inattention
It wanted to tumble, it longed for displacement
Too many years stood still
Sedentary, stable, stagnant.
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It wanted to fall. [94 words]
Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (fearless leader) for continuing to set this 100 word or less challenge. Your commitment is appreciated by many.
Other 100 word stories can be read here.
RANDOM THOUGHTS by Trish 
It seems to have reached its edge.
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I think we feel like this sometimes. The daily grind, the people big and hulking or small and fleet of foot dashing everywhere and us in the middle – just waiting for a moment of peace and quiet. Bravo, Trish.
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Thanks Lyn
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Totally love the picture you ‘paint’. The family, the activity, the building suspense at what will become of the heirloom. This is a masterpiece.
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Wow, masterpiece!! Thanks😁
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It sounds like there’s fingers crossed for this glass object.
I enjoyed the style you’ve written this in. Very nice …
Isadora 😎
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Thank you
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Just a lovely piece 🙂
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unless one of those children or big clumsy men bumps it, I’m afraid it’s doomed to just sit there!
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Nah, the force of its longing will get it there (I know it’s inanimate, but – fiction) 😁
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Everything comes to an end at some point. Nicely created.
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I felt the rhythm of life so well, in so few words, well done
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Thanks for reading and commenting Michael 🙂
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I like the personification of the heirloom.
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I give clothes pegs the same way personification 😀
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🙂
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Great cadence, lovely.
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Thanks James.
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So hoping it doesn’t fall, Trish. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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But it longs for movement, Rochelle. And it’s not like it can get up and walk 😄
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Oh, just lovely Trish
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Thank you
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