Winter In My Bones

meteor-showers

The cold

the dark

the promise of snow

Winter is in my bones

The warmth

the sun

the heat against my skin

Summer wants to roast my bones

Open the door, let me outside

when the sun doesn’t shine

and the night is quiet

and everyone

is

dreaming.

Creativity Portal:

Writing Prompt# 6:

What are three things that you enjoy most about the winter season?

What three things do you dislike?

 

 

Ten Winter Musings

blue-night-full-moon-scenery-wide

Imagination Prompt Generator:

Brainstorm 10 reasons why you feel the need to write now.

 

 

There is the promise of snow on Monday

Christmas Carols are playing on the radio and it’s time to read Dickens

Bells are jingling everywhere and the stores are stocked with chocolates wrapped in holiday colors

Long Winter Nights mean that ghosts have more time to walk next to me, behind you and they leave no footprints

in the snow.

Krampus visits the wicked this time of year and he likes mulled wine, just like me.

Holly Berries and Mistletoe are poisonous but at this time of the year, who cares?

Winter is fear

and I’m glad it’s

here.

 

snowmoon