Occupation: Week Six
Rayne flung the front door open and dashed across the dead lawn, kicking up a mess of broken white spears that trailed to the ground behind her. An anguished…
Your Word Is...
This is a one word challenge. You can write in any genre, any way you like. Just write about the first thing you think of when you hear the word. When I read this word, all alone, I began to think of it as a noun and as a verb. Ideas began pinging around. Catch one, and ink it in. Ready? .. Cloud .. GO!
Challengers
7 entriesCloud of the Mistress
Come to me, my goddess from the East Fade this cruel reality to nil Take my sight, cloud my mind For this brief time subsume my will Come to me, my mistress…
Before The Cloud Consumed Her
Death by cloud. It seemed that sentence could be a title for a ridiculous novel or poem when I first heard them uttered. Something written by some poor sappy…
The daydream
It was the day they packed up the clothes and the books and emptied the room. She looked around the space. She supposed it would make a good sewing room or…
Ash
...finally. When sweet Papa died, Mama & I carried his body to the volcano. We cried & wailed our Family Song over the island, ‘til birds took off in respect…
Cloudbursts
Scratching his head, Teras looked down at the earth. Specs of green and blankets of shimmering blue made him long for the ability to touch and feel them. He…
As the wind shifts
Slender stems are crushed beneath our exuberant collapse as familiar fingers dare to twine together with a newly woken sun the only witness We have gazed…