Saturday, May 21, 2011

The lady at the door

She stands at the doorway, chin resting on her palm, the sun painting patterns of light on her lithe frame. The pose she strikes is one of her own choosing- she is aware of being observed, but doesn't react in anyway. She could be a photograph on a calendar, or a watercolour hanging on a living room wall; but she is neither, she is a living, breathing person. A mother, a wife, a daughter, a labourer. Her trials and her triumphs are etched on every line on her face.


I wonder what she makes of the camera trained on her?
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drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.

8 comments:

Margot Kinberg said...

Natasha - How often we see people like that, and don't even think about them as whole people with lives, cares, joys, and so on. They're more like scenery. But you've brought that woman alive with your Drabble and your 'photo. It's wonderful!

Clarissa Draper said...

I often look at Mexicans I see around me and wonder what their story is. Why are they standing in the street begging? Why do they look sad? I wish I had enough days to write their life story.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Good drabble - and excellent photo! One can see so much in that image.

Chuck said...

Really nice shot Rayna...apparently you have many talents. You captured her essence so perfectly.

Faith Pray said...

This photo is absolutely striking! Lovely, lovely shot.

Theres just life said...

I agree. Another good drabble, and a wonderful shot.
Pamela Jo

sue said...

Rayna, this drabble is superb!

Donna B said...

Rayna...stopping in to say hello...it has been way too long. Your drabbles are always so delicious...like the addition of the photos! ((( hugs))))

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