Challenge
Summer-into-Fall Prose. Wrap-up Challenge
In five haikus, tell a story about the cycle of life. Start with being born, then so forth. Because this is absorbing the entirety of all Prose. Challenges until October's start, we're giving the winner $250. Winner is decided by a combination of likes, and our panel. And...Go.
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His hands
His hands are tender
Reaching into the warm breath,
It is life he grasps.
His hands are muddied
He holds a trophy he won,
He floats; bolstered, proud.
His hands are replaced
By another man, he breaks.
His mother holds him.
His hands are shaking
Giving his grandmothers ring,
To a girl tender.
His hands are weathered
Held by grandkids with dads name.
It is love he grasps.