Construct Cup Creations

The Herald

The Herald


It was the wind that woke me this morning.
The ivy vines tapped desperately
at my window
begging to escape it wrath. 

The wind had found its voice,
and the discordant tones howled
at the windows
making them dance
to its command.

The chronic wail had reached me
in my dreams,
to herald the oncoming storm.

A warning of its anger.

Outside, the clouds bubbled and roiled,
carbonated by the wind’s bluster.
The room suddenly lit up
shaking the earth.

And then,
a vacuum of silence.
An eerie calm settled over the room
and it was if the world were holding its breath,
waiting,
waiting.

The thunder roared one angry protest
and then mumbled away into silence.
As the raindrops began to fall,
the wind rushed by
on a forlorn breath.
Warning of the storm once more.



Prompt: June 27, 2014

Subject or Theme: Write what you hear (close your eyes and describe whatever you hear around you)
Word(s) to Include: Carbonated, Chronic
Forbidden Word(s): Cry, ear, hear, loud, music, noise, soft, sound, speech, talk
Additional Parameters: Minimum 20 lines. Remember, do not use forbidden words ANYWHERE, including title.