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November Morning
Frost coats the grass
glittering white
Clear blue sky
a cold morning
Breath a white mist
curling from nostrils
Savouring breaths of
cold dry air
glittering white
Clear blue sky
a cold morning
Breath a white mist
curling from nostrils
Savouring breaths of
cold dry air
Published 7th Dec 2023
Author's Note
Waiting for the bus on a cold morning
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11th Dec 2023 9:45am
Winter is my least favourite season, yet it can throw up some of the most breathtaking scenes. Graveyards on a frosty morning can often be hauntingly beautiful.
A clearly described scene in just a handful of words. Have you thought of trying your talents at fiction?
A clearly described scene in just a handful of words. Have you thought of trying your talents at fiction?
11th Dec 2023 2:51pm
Dear L,
Thank you for stopping by. Winters can be dreary - I find all seasons have something to appreciate.
I have thought about writing fiction- I have some ideas for the magic in the modern world type genre (a la Harry Dresden, Alex Versus) but really only have time for short work at the moment. 🌹
Thank you for stopping by. Winters can be dreary - I find all seasons have something to appreciate.
I have thought about writing fiction- I have some ideas for the magic in the modern world type genre (a la Harry Dresden, Alex Versus) but really only have time for short work at the moment. 🌹
