After a long break from writing, instead cleaning, bending and moving, my home has sold and the mixed emotions run deep. It was what I wanted nevertheless, but now during the closing process much more needs to be done. Hoping to be back with my muse by Oct., I will celebrate new surroundings and join you all here again at the pub. I know I've missed a lot of good poetry, but there has been little time for reading, believe me!
Today Brian over at dversepoets.com has asked us to write a 55 - count them, a story in just 55 words to submit to our friend at G-Man's poetry site.
I hope all of you are having a slow and peaceful summer,
Katy
I hope all of you are having a slow and peaceful summer,
Katy
In a small village in the mountains,
silhouetted by evening's sky,
dwellers work, play, pray.
Clouds cherry pink encircle peaks white,
softly enough to touch dry a
baby's skin after bathing.
Night falls -
hear only lullabies of the earth,
eyes of the night sky blink
eyes of the night sky blink
open, closed, watching
o'er the tranquil town
slumbering with angels
slumbering with angels
