a bitter wind moans
cold rain falls from leaden sky
sorrow paints the world
dead leaves are scattered like the
ashes of my blasted heart
Fear not friends, I saw a great prompt on Ragtag daily prompt. I was working on some pieces that I want to use in a story and this one was brewing. The word prompt,’Blast’, helped it to gel. This isn’t going to a feel good story but it won’t be entirely black, if I can convince my daughter to help with some of her mad artistic skills, that is.
The image is from gofullcircle.co