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Determination

She patiently examines each handful, inspecting it for special stone she's lost. Noticing all the rocks she holds are dull, she patiently examines each handful while calling herself a stupid numskull. Knowing how much the diamond must have cost, she patiently examines each handful, inspecting it for special stone she's lost. by: Joyce Johnson Written for contest "In the Afterglow"

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Judy Ball

Date: 8/7/2011 1:15:00 PM

Yes indeed.. Lost a diamond once myself and felt horrible. Never got it back either. Good job. God Bless, JB

Jack Horne

Date: 8/7/2011 10:47:00 AM

Oh dear - I wonder if she'll ever find it, LOL. Great take on the contest, Joyce

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/6/2011 8:46:00 PM

Great triolet, Joyce. That's a unique take on the photo and I'm sure you'll do well in the contest. I'd be feeling very badly if I lost a diamond. You work very well in this form that's difficult for me. Best wishes for success! Love, Carolyn

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/5/2011 10:08:00 PM

joyce, thanks for what you said on my tail rhyme. On this triolet contest,I finally got my idea. If I can read my chicken scrawl from writing in bed, I will type it up soon and post it. LIke you, I have her holding something but with something else in mind! Luv ya, Andrea ps. I hope your brother is still hanging in there?

Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 8/5/2011 9:27:00 AM

Wonderful takeon the theme, Joyce

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/4/2011 10:53:00 PM

wow, i LOVE how you did it,Joyce. You tried to make sense of what she was doing with her hand.that is how I was thinking. what was she doing with her hand? We are alike how we see so many things!