Gone Swimming

Photo prompt © Jean L. Hays

 

She spent the day swimming, buoyed by the swell and fall of waves, kissed by the spray of salt, caressed by playful bursts of wind as silvery bodies and slick flippers dipped and slid and spun beside her.

The sun warmed the top of her head, then the tip of her nose and the crests of her knees as she turned to rest and float and face it.

It was like living in a dream.

And it was. A dream.

The stained glass in the open door a portal to what was. The ventilator sighed. She could no longer swim.

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

 

 

Flipper Friends

dolphin duo OsnatHalperinBarlev

Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev

 

There is nothing more lovely

Than riding in pair

Over waves

Under skies

Skimming high

Fins in air.

 

For the Sunday Stills photo challenge: Friend