Friday, April 30, 2010

Friday Flash 55

Afternoon Storm

2:59 pm, sky is darkening as she dresses in layers of gray,
the wind blows in short hot puffs as if mother nature is
trying to catch her breath. A bell rings, bodies moving, a shout,
a wave, footsteps running. A door slams shut, the light turns
green. 3:00 pm and the rain begins to splatter.

7 comments:

  1. First One Eh?
    Fantastic!!
    You sure know what you are doing!
    Excellent 55 My friend.
    I hope you found this to be fun, creative, and challenging.
    Have a Kick Ass Week-End...G

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  2. Excellent. Really carries the feeling of a storm front moving in.

    Mine is here. Scroll down a little.

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  3. welcome to the wonderful world of 55...very nicely done...love me a good storm...

    my 55 is up!

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  4. there's nothing like a storm to make you slow down a little, makes for a nice follow-up to all the scurrying :) your 55 was a really nice read!

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  5. Nice one. I can feel the storm approaching.

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  6. oh kool poem/story 55 thing

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