Maybe it was too late in the day to do such things, but she tried to solve his riddle
Under the glow of a full moon, she contemplated what he had said and how he had said it
So many possibilities rattled around her cranium, demanding she fit the moving pieces together
Her head started to pound as she felt the pieces fly away, her ability to comprehend slowly devolving to…
She scooped out the contents of her soon-to-be jack-o-lantern
Copious amounts of sticky wet goop went plop as it was deposited into the garbage
Releasing a scent that wasn’t as fowl as she had anticipated as the knife cleaned the sides
After a bit more grunt work, the task was finished
Putting her candle inside, the glow from the eyes and mouth gave the room a ghoulish glow
Emmet said he never used his head, so she was happy to use it for him
White Zinfandel sparkled in the glow of the fire
Its hints of sour apple and honey played with
Notes of pine and citrus. The calming taste helped with her stress level
Especially needed since she was watching her house burn
Silently the sun crosses the deep blue expanse
Keeping the ground below bathed in its warm glow
Yet my fingers and toes don’t feel the love
Hearth is happily crackling, telling a tale of mirth
Yielding a soft warm glow into the room
Gifting a cozy sense of calm and comfort
Grafting the coming season to your soul
Entombing negative feelings for another time, another place
Abdi Mohammed
The Art of Prose and Poetry
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Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
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Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
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Wise. Witchy. Wonderful.
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