Jack Frost
His ice skates on.
Spikes.
Swirls.
Carved on glass, the landscape.
Jack Frost has arrived.
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*I know, I know. I’ve been totally MIA. As I said in my last post, this time of year is insane for me outside of writing. Plus, I just haven’t been inspired by the words or photos the past few weeks. Not the challenge creator’s faults (in either of the cases)…just if I’m not inspired immediately I am not taking the time to write. This week with this beautiful picture (by Laura, the creator of the photo poetry challenge) inspired me. The word for the 100 words has too…hopefully I end up with time to write it. Currently SWAMPED beyond belief!!
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Nice!! I like your entry. I’m that way with writing prompts too though. It either hits me or it doesn’t. Just one of those things.
@V.R. Leavitt,
It is funny how some things hit us like a thunderbolt and others just leave us scratching our heads *lol*
I love this. Short, gets the point across. Nicely done!
Cheryl