Potentially Nonsense

Postcards from places I've never been.

And then, the snow.

This week’s writing prompt is: NEXT

Next is both a rock in my shoe and a double-espresso to my soul.

Next is cherry blossoms and leaf buds and rhododendron fireworks. Next is the marvel of infant garter snakes at both ends of twilight, soaking the last of the day from the sidewalk.

Next is sun and heat and stiff skin telling me I’ve definitely got a sunburn.

Next is humidity and heat that matches my own body, so it’s hard to breathe and hard to feel real and hard to know if I’m breathing at all, a stratified lake turning over, up and down suddenly a dizzying match.

Next is long days and pleasant nights and feeling the air like a cool drink as the leaves start to whisper a colorful change.

Next is the shock of realizing the leaves have changed, and the ground smells rich and the earthworms are out at night and pumpkins start popping up on porches like grinning mushrooms.

Next is wet feet and telling myself again that I should get a raincoat and the mud tries to steal my shoes. Next is the longing for fairylights and a snap in the morning air and the ancestral pull to migrate or die.

And then, the snow.

3 Comments

  1. Oh, I love this! A mixture of whimsical and real, harmony and longing, beautiful and fun. Blessings to you! I’m your neighbor at #FiveMinuteFriday.

  2. oh…the snow.. it kinda snuck up on me there. Kinda like it does in the spring. 🙂

    Good job. 🙂

    Visiting via FMF.

  3. Late to the dance, but this lovely. You hauled me straight through the seasons, perfectly.
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