Winter, Winter, Little Scar
GiaB writing prompt #3 — Seasons
Birds heading south, Sheep sprouting wool, Dreary weather crying over Our breakup — so cruel.
Hot chocolate cheers, Iced gingerbread Home. Do bricks supplant whipped foam? Oh, the evergreen fears.
Cocooned en amour, and Fur vested pajamas, yet — Cold stone earrings, I Wore them for you.
Eyes so blue — got me frozen in place. I was your snow woman. Alas! You weren’t mine.
Logs sharpened with treason — What a furnace you were. Thawed and peppery, Snow woman venom. With Love ashes seasoning floating atop.
Thanks to Victor Sarkin and Chirag for the prompt ‘Seasons’.
I had fun in last week’s prompt challenge and loved giving it another try!
I would like to challenge (if you’re up for it): Melissa Bee, Bingz Huang, Aimée Gramblin, Shanna Loga, Connie Song, Galit Birk, PhD, Lucy (the eggcademic) and anyone else who reads this and feels like it.






