At the precipice of
changing seasons of the mind
Wending her way through
the chaotic fallen leaves of hope
A thought flashes through her:
The dullness of an eternal spring
would be harder to endure

#Showprompt XV

Above all, the houses were fearsomely and terrifyingly unpredictable. Sprouting concrete pillar legs, they’d uproot themselves even from basements of extraordinary depth and parade around with no obvious ordered path.

When the snow fell and never let up, everything changed. The thick, heavy blanket kept the demolition crews away, dampening the houses' ire. At last, instead of rampaging about, they settled in place, like snug hedgehogs nestled under a comforter.

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'They'll just have to wait till it stops, that's all,' she said, rocking on her heels.

'They've already waited twenty minutes,' her father said. 'They'll all be soaked by now. Come on, we might as well join in the fun.'

'You're joking, Dad. We're staying here in the dry. Have you thought about what happens when I step into the rain?'

He closed his eyes as realisation hit him.

'Yeah, I guess a white wedding in a rain forest wasn't such a great idea, after all.'

#ShowPrompt IX

Time has many faces. There are those times when Time passing by sweeps over Time standing still. Dust accumulates on the edges of books. Sunlight changes its angles on the crockery in a shelf by the window. Leaves replenish with changing seasons. Dry twigs make their way home in the house no longer in use. The agency of nature takes root as human interventions recede. The #dissonant notes of life strike a tune of their own.
#ShowPrompt IV #vss365

Scavenging
the forest of memories
dying embers wrestling
foggy thoughts nestled
in the interstices of time

#Showprompt III
#Showprompt Host and Picture Courtesy: @JonathanSheldon
#tanka

He sways
to the beats of his soul
drawing the winds
in a trance
A petal whiskers off
at the end of a swirl
His gaze coming to
rest on the onlooker
A thousand wounds
transpire

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