We Three Fates

woman in white sleeveless mini dress standing between grass field

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We’re not seamstresses.

Sister Marjorie plows neat furrows in the field of time and plants lives into the soil.  Sister Phyllis pulls weeds and keeps everything watered.

I pick fruit in its ripeness, when your time and season has come.


This was written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #90, Furrowed.  Greek mythology has inspired ages of poets and writers, so I decided to give this interpretation of fates a somewhat more pastoral, American outlook in this 40 word snippet.  Hope you enjoyed this!

18 thoughts on “We Three Fates

  1. Dewin Nefol says:

    Namaste HRR 🙂

    This an excellent response to the challenge: we are Gaia’s children, seeded, grown and plucked from her eternal garden.

    Great stuff! Hoping al is well. Enjoy the weekend.

    Namaste 🙂


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