It's Still Life

A proper walk requires a red flannel shirt
My feet scuff through autumn leaves and moss
I want a cat the colour of carrots
My secrets sank into a silty lake
Two grey squirrels race around the garden
Wind embraced the corn, then blew it down.
Rain on the lake writes its own song
Sun! Sun! Throw open the windows!
I am an annual flower, going to seed
Bless the ego of sky-blue cornflowers

For PB’s exercise today: ten words. Write ten random lines featuring one of the ten words in each line. You’re not writing a poem (yet). You are just developing ten random lines still thinking about their poetic potential. They should not be related in anyway.

The words for your consideration today are: walk, autumn, carrot, lake, race, embrace, song, throw, annual, ego