For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, Linda G. Hill has given us the word “wind.”
Time and dried, dead leaves,
dark clouds
and still pools of water on the street outside my house
my dog sitting on our porch with his nose in the air
death and life and the veil that hangs between them
all patiently wait
for the wind to move in their favor.
Wonderfully atmospheric! Thanks so much for joining in. 😀
Sometimes you just have to let the words fly on their own, right?
It’s the best way to write, in my opinion. 😀