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Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Today's Writing Prompt: Image Inspiration
Image writing: One Minute fiction using this scene as your setting.
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Great God Boreus, the north wind, raged and howled filling the air with fast flying snow all of Saturday. I hunkered down in layers of warmth and waited. Sunday morning I heard crows in the trees, I saw bright light around the window shades. Boreus had settled back in his ice cave and Apollo, the sun god, was on the horizon, lifting the chariot of the sun into the sky where it turned the snow blindingly bright--a world of pristine beauty. The great nature gods have other names today but the magic of weather never fails to awe me.
[This is a true story of the past weekend here in the Northeast]
Stared into her thousandth sunrise. She saw the same tree. Fewer leaves. The same ground. But covered in snow now. She knew in her heart the little boy had left the toy hammer and tool bench on outside, near the bench.
Ugh! the pain was coming again. It was gripping her from the inside out.
It's not that the view is bad, it's just the same every day.
Ugh. It's just another egg.
This is harder than it look! Fun though!
Janell
Another sunrise
shell pink on the horizon
another day
to celebrate
a new beginning...everyday!
There are about 200 of us left now. Just a couple of months ago, there were thousands. As more and more grow weak and die, the rest of us hang on all the more desperately.
Snow, wind, ice, bring it on. I am determined to be the last leaf left on the tree.
Sunset at camp. I sit in my rocker gazing out the slider at the snow covered field. I am covered in a holey old afghan that has been in this house for years. It was knitted by my mother-in-law who raised seven children here. She had no indoor plumbing and a wood stove for heat. I think of her as I look at the same field she saw many years ago...
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