The forlorn sound of foghorns,
Pieced the murky night,
Terrified, they clung together,
Hoping they were out of sight.
Cuba seemed so far away,
And freedom seemed so near,
But neither dared to hope,
For there still was much to fear.
.Suddenly, a flashlight shone in their faces.
"It's okay.
Bienvenidos.
You are now safe."
Carmen Henesy
Copyright (c) 2010 by Carmen Henesy
All rights reserved.
If you would like to tell a tale in exactly 55 words, post it and go and tell the G-Man
You are super-creative!
ReplyDeleteBhavesh Chhatbar - dear one, I began writing poetry when I was six years old and I've never stopped. At sixty-five, I've penned quite a few. Two, "The Taj Mahal" and "The Peacock" appeared in "The Eternity", a magazine printed in India. Thank you for the compliment.
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to see a happy ending. But then I know that this is only a beginning with much work ahead.
ReplyDeleteStory well told in only 55.
xo
erin
Nice bit of drama in 55 words, Carmen.
ReplyDeleteI think of foghorns as romantic and haunting, since I don't hear them often, here in the midwest.
ReplyDeleteA creative piece, Carmen. So glad they were safe at the end.
ReplyDeleteI like that!
ReplyDeleteLove the bit about the foghorns.
Nuts in May
Woman in a Window - these 55s are fun. I wish all the stories of fleeing refugees had happy endings.
ReplyDeleteEnchanted Oak - wish all our dramas were on in 55 words, Chris. Glad that your mom is settled now.
ReplyDeletewillow - great descriptions of foghorns. Of course, living in the San Francisco area, I hear their lament quite often!
ReplyDeleteGlynis - it's a bit of a effort to create in 55 words..taxes the old brain.
ReplyDeleteMaggie May - you can't know how honored I feel to have you read my posts, with all you are going through. Hope you have a good weekend. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
ReplyDeleteOh, I remember those days so well. I went to high school in Miami. Great job describing it from the other perspective!
ReplyDeletefreedom, something we all want and sometimes take forgranted.. great 55
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carmen, my dear, you have a gift....
ReplyDeletethinking of you and sending love, my friend
kary
xxx
Hi Carmen! 60 years of poetry is a long life...
ReplyDeleteLong time no see; Blogtrotter Two is waiting for you at the MED... ;) Enjoy and have a great weekend!!
I like the gentle way you incorporated rhyme, it is hard to do,
ReplyDeletethanks for visiting my site,
we belong to the same club, you and I, mothers of 3 boys club! (the rest of the world will never understand...)
Ha! have a great weekend,
because,
LITSNT (Life is too short not to)
Dianne
That must be quite an experience. How hard people work to be free.
ReplyDeleteExcellent and their hope was answered. :) Well done and an excellent 55 my friend. Have a great weekend :)
ReplyDeleteCarmen...
ReplyDeleteVery touching 55!
I never take my freedom for granted...Thanks for the reminder.
Excellent job My Friend.
Thanks for visiting, thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
PattiKen - I spent a lot of time in Miami, it seems, cruising in and out of there at least...have two favorite restaurants, Tutto Pasta, and now, Zucchero, owned by the same wonderful Brazilian chef who has become a friend, Joao "Juca" Olivera.
ReplyDeleteVodka Logic - yes, those of us who have always had freedom sometimes just don't understand the lengths others will go to achieve it, I think!
ReplyDeleteMy Farmhouse Kitchen - well, if it's a gift, dear Kary, it certainly doesn't earn me any income...but it is a fun hobby!
ReplyDeleteTrotter - nice Saturday ahead for me...bridal shower for my almost daughter-in-law. I am so looking forward to it and the wedding and I've finished the poem which she asked me to do which I will read at the reception.
ReplyDeleteDianne - I am pretty happy with these three boys - they turned out very well, considering I raised the youngest two alone ( with the help of their "big" brother ). I owe him so much!
ReplyDeleteSandyCarlson - it always amazes me when people endure such incredible hardship to seek freedom. I'm glad I didn't have to work for it.
ReplyDeleteThom - nice to have you visit my blog. Enjoyd your 55 as well!
ReplyDeletegreat 55. such the plight to leave everything behind in hope of something greater and the dangers of not achieving it. nicely done...
ReplyDeletebrilliant!
ReplyDeleteNice 55 Carmen!
ReplyDeleteAnd, by the way, I LOVE your header photo. It makes me smile every time I see it load.
Cheers,
jj
Brian Miller - I can't even fathom what it is like to take those kind of risks for freedom!!
ReplyDeletemagiceye - writing a 55 word post to tell a story is a bit of a challenge, especially for a talker like me. The weekly 55 has been great fun for me.
ReplyDeleteJoanna Jenkins - the blog header is the magnificent photography of ruma2008 of Japan. His blog, Calligraphy in the Landscape, is so beautiful, full of scenic shots and Japanese written characters. I feel like I want to board an ANA or JAL fllight every time I see his blog!
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine having to make such a journey...we take too much for granted. Thanks for the reminder.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a happy weekend!
G-man, I am afraid that, sometimes, I do take my freedom for granted - until I read about the daring of some of these poor immigrants from China who arrive in these horrible boats, starving, ill, willing to die trying to get here! And the Cuban, in small open boats, with little water or food, hoping to make it to Miami...brave souls!
ReplyDeletehope - I love the creature comforts, especially at my age. I can't imagine what these poor souls suffer for freedom. And to leave the loved ones, friends and families, that must be so painful.
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