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Random Writing, Blogs and Adventures |
A mix of Random writing in an attempt to organize my thoughts, storyboard ideas and conserve portfolio space in the process. |
I stare at the the scattered battlefield from the safety of my window. One of may confused civilians appraising the aftermath of a 12 week war fought between hot and cold. The two extremes have been locked in a tango with no happy medium. I see some survivors of the latest skirmish. Tulips defiantly standing tall among the wilted cherry blossoms withstanding the a faint layer of snow at their feet. Other flowers haven't fared quite so well succumbing to last night's frosty sneak attack putting an end to their early rebirth. A T-shirt and sweater lie on my bed. Which master will I be forced to bow to today? The Meteorologists, those modern day soothsayers assure us a truce is near but I've all been burnt by them before and left shivering under the icy wind or sweating and carrying a fallen coat... a victim of the scorching sun. I place my bets reaching for a light jacket and hoping for peaceful reprieve! ![]() ![]() Word Count: 164 Words Lines: 15 Prompt: This was written for "RWB Presents: WDC 24th BD Poetry Event " ![]() Well, spring chickens? Send your non-rhyming poems about Spring this month. Let’s try not to mention Spring related words, the months, but about what is happening right now, what you feel and experience. |