Take a moment and consider ice. Sometimes smooth and glassy, other times sharp and cruel. Deceptive in the shadows, yet splendid in the sun. Magnificent inch-high sculptures carved by the wind sit most times unnoticed by those passing by. Glittering ice reflecting the warm winter sun takes one’s clouds of breath away.
The stiff air is hard to breathe, as I stand outside pondering these things.
I love the little things in life. The everyday things. Wonderology.~C.L.H.
Oneword is a handy little website that ignites the imagination by prompting you with one word and 60 seconds to write about it. If you’ve never tried it, or even if you have, give it a click and have a go at today’s word. A little while ago the word of the day was “wealth”, and I came up with this poetic, rather severe sounding tidbit:
The word of the day is the same for everyone. I do not know at what time zone the site is, but it changes sometimes twice a day and sometimes not at all. Despite the inconsistency however, Oneword gives the gears of your mind a nice shove in a creative direction. Feel free to comment with your brain exercise!
As all good quotes should be, I believe that this one is self explanatory:
“The Free-lance writer is a man who is paid per piece or per word or perhaps.” ~ Robert Benchley
A hush, louder than a roaring wind,
winds its way deep into many.
Breaths come shallow.
Eyes stare expectantly into the dark.
A chilling wait, like a thousand years,
freezes those eager for action.
Behind the ancient red barrier,
thespians’ costumes are perfect.
Everyone’s waiting, though not all reasons
are the same. I’m excited for one.
It’s familiar territory.
We hope as one the acts all go well.
Minutes before, some legs were broke.
No luck for us.
I breathe deep. My mind clears and fills with thoughts
so familiar, rehearsed, almost stale.
I’m no longer myself outside.
I interest in
Its qualities abound.
Upon solid ground
Its sole transportation
With some speculation
Was discovered in
Its long abdomen.
Surround a slender
Skeleton. An expert blender
In its habitat
Slithering slyly this way & that.
Into the Mississipping
Out of sight
So as not to cause fright
To an innocent bystander.
While some slander
You can count on the snake.