For Fandango’s Flashback Friday: V N s H
First published December 2016
Vilhelm Hammershøi
V
A
S
H
One letter at a time can be erased
never to be seen again, heard again, be real again
Tell your story
one letter at a time
any way you can
and
don’t let yourself
V
A
N
I
S
H
Vilhelm Hammershøi
DAILY PROMPT: VANISH
RDP Sunday — WOODSY
Before Covid-19 and the fires and smoke came, I used to go out into the woods to hike and take pictures and soak up the inspiration.
Here are a few pictures from the ‘before’ time.
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Photo by Artem Saranin on Pexels.com
Linda G Hill’s- One Liner Wednesday
Putting My Feet in the Dirt Prompt#2 Erasing Clouds
Photo by Andrew Beatson on Pexels.com
The clouds above my head can float down and smother mountain tops
they can wrap themselves around the tallest trees and cling to the sides of hills
without making a sound.
Sometimes they drift down and stroll through dark alleys and there is not denying it-
Clouds may look puffy and sweet like sweet little lambs drifting through a field of blue grass covering golden yellow fields in the morning and red and orange in the evening
but do you know what I think?
I think they’re wicked.
Sometimes, just because they can, I think they dive into the ocean and when they break they turn into waves
solid
unforgiving towering walls of water that can break bone, shatter ships made of metal and wood and their hands can sweep whales to the shore as easily as they can pry open your jaws and fill your lungs with-
Clouds.
