I dived again into writing a pice for Jenny Metlock’s blog. thats this one –>http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com give it a look.
you may have noticed that I don’t do this every week and there are a couple reasons for that. the first is time, I sometimes just haven’t got any. and second is inspiration that is sometimes not there and third is mood, if I am really down then I won’t even try to write.
well here is this weeks mix-up with words, opinions are always welcome, the prompt is in bold.
It was a dark and stormy night.
The wind whispered sweet words but gave no comfort
the rain was harsh, cold, and cardboard gives little protection.
Under the naked sky, misery earned his name
when sunlight died, hope gave away under the weight of the world
so I laid down on the earth of stone,
and waited for the cold to take me home