
A Loose Spool
Here under the trees
where kiwi-green grass
is level as lawn, and
crickets sound like
dry wooden cogs,
midday heat
clings to her
like a russet coat.
For Petite Pen: 30 words or less. Image is from Vicente Romero Redondo Β©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
12 responses to “8 June: For K’s Petite Pen”
And oh how that heat clings! Wonderful imagery, Misky. Love this ππ
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Thank you, Harmony!
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Lovely!
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Thank you, Worms.
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“midday heat clings to her like a russet coat.” Just sublime Misky! ππππβ€οΈ
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Thanks, Ken.
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I love this fruit-filled image of her almost as picnic. Just beautiful. Thank you for writing with me. πππ
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Thank you! π₯°
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You are very welcome.
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Yumalicious
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Thank you, Ron!
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I can only imagine some places that are still available for such innocent sleep.
Reminds me of a far away summer cottage. π
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