remember the day, remember the moment

remember the day, remember the moment

fiction
edward w pritchard

Of course I remember the day. It was a Friday; evening, a light rain was falling and my sports glasses were fogged. I had a slight sprain in my left wrist. But mostly I remember I was was thirsty and tired, very tired.

The moment is frozen. Just before, I glanced up for a fraction of a second and among many other things I saw a bright planet in the Eastern sky; at the East side of the stadium. It was odd for a planet to be visible in a light rain and I remember specifically that thought. I remember that was the last thought I had before my injury.

I didn't know the time then. Later on the way to the hospital I heard the guy in the Ambulance say to the driver I was hurt at 8:57. The announcer in the sportswriter's booth had wrote it down, just after my injury.

The last time I could walk, before I was paralyzed at the Panther's/ Kenworth high school football game was 8:57, October 23. Jupiter was in the East sky during a light rain. That was a long time ago but every October, usually on a cool Fall night a couple hours after dark I like to go out and look at Jupiter for a few minutes and remember how things used to be.
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Ceara a precious gem

Ceara a precious gem

fiction
edward w pritchard

Ceara a precious gem. Many faceted, complex, complicated. Sometimes was it intriguing to explore Ceara sides and natures; many there were. Time was an ally as alone I explored for unreflected surfaces hidden deep aside of Ceara's psyches.

Sundry times was it troublesome to travail Ceara's moods and bewitcheries; many there were. Rainy days set her off; direction unintuitivable. In a winter freeze Ceara hardened unapproachable. Then slim like a boy, curve-less until aroused, she simmered until polished and deemed shine without sunlight until exploding she brightened our moods.

Ceara semi precious, hidden in slag, anxious to be discovered, hiding in rock sides, polished by dashing waters, cautiously approached eyes lowered countenance hopeful.