Unforgiving cold
numbing fingers and spirits
frigid, frozen, me
Tag: cold
Van fan
Rain turns into snow
listening to Van Morrison
snow is drifting in…
In the wind
Gusty blowing wind
Branches waving frantically
As if saying, “Help”
Weather report
Life likens weather
volatile, calm, seasonal
not the same day twice
Writing 101 Day Five A Red Letter Day
Day Five: Be Brief
Today’s Prompt: You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter. Today’s twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible.
Pearl walked on, hating her mother and her miserable life. Rev. Arthur would be waiting. Wind compounded the morning chill. Trudging along, a crumpled envelope danced by. She chased and caught it. Why? What did she want with a soggy letter? Noticing it was half opened, curiosity overcame her. Who could it hurt? The red ink was smeared. What she deciphered made her queasy.
Dear H,
My time grows short…
Indebted to your sacrifice…
Served my church… Love always, “A.”
Struggling to digest the contents of the letter, her cell rang. Hester blinked on the screen. Pearl dropped the phone.
Unexpected fun
Fluffy flakes floating
Furiously flying free
Like snowballs we throw
Spring fashion
Boots? Shoes? Moccasins?
Sweatshirt? Down Coat? Rain slicker?
Peering out window…
Oh difficult dilemmas
Weather designs my fashion
In my dreams
Secret fears emerge
Darkness illuminating
What hides in day’s light
Truth in love
Once upon a time
They said they truly loved us
We see otherwise
Words and actions say so much
Illuminating the truth
Of their honest emotions
Waiting!
Not that I’m bitter
But winter’s getting colder
Spring please hurry in!
REVolving 