Saturday, February 25, 2012

Creative writing Saturday: One.

One.

She sits still, not moving,
Just trying to breathe.
Rocking backward and forward,
Inside that cold, damp rain.

As suddenly as a shadow,
Things fall back in queue.
Everything seems sunny –
but still slightly askew.

Three, two, one,
One moment has past.
Clouds cover the sky, she forgets,
The storm is forever forecast.
-Sary

2 comments:

  1. it has a nice rhythm to it. not bad at all. quick typo, though, easily overlooked- 'breath' in the second line should be 'breathe.' i make that mistake so much i'm practically hard-wired to look out for it now. XD interesting imagery- 'cold damp rain' and then, 'everything seems sunny, but slightly askew.' :) like it.

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  2. Thanks! And thanks for the correction, I never would have picked it up otherwise. :3

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