(F)lights#writephoto

#writephoto

As the narrow-boat’s snout tickled the under-bridge,

Black-Jack cut the engine and peered through the white gloom…

A landing-official waved his stray arm in greeting, the lights beyond him intimated warmth and festivity.

An Owl screeched!

Black-Jack turned to see a huge moon crest the tree-line: he re-engaged the engine, pointed the craft and leaped onto the tow-path.

The barge, its cargo of Alpine-Fur and Lebanese-Spice secure, slid off, a long-snail on its trail…

The official ran towards the way-ward craft, hollering…

Instead of Black-Jack?

A plume of Blue-Smoke hung,

like a scar across the face of the moon.

lights

Thursday photo prompt – Lights #writephoto

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