A Poetry Prompt and a Few Fiction Prompts to Use While Sipping Your Pumpkin Latte or Glass of Moscato.
Love these prompts, Laura!
Thank you, Christine.
Leaf 🍁
When did my skin become so brittle and brown?
Seems like yesterday I was supple and green.
Fluttering high in the branches.
Now I’m detached, floating slowly downward.
Wonderful!
The leaf smells like outdoors, even though it's indoors, and all the waters have cleared.
The Flood is over and it has survived.
If I stepped on it, it would crunch.
The trees fell.
They're gone.
I wonder can I plant it?
Love these prompts, Laura!
Thank you, Christine.
Leaf 🍁
When did my skin become so brittle and brown?
Seems like yesterday I was supple and green.
Fluttering high in the branches.
Now I’m detached, floating slowly downward.
Wonderful!
The leaf smells like outdoors, even though it's indoors, and all the waters have cleared.
The Flood is over and it has survived.
If I stepped on it, it would crunch.
The trees fell.
They're gone.
I wonder can I plant it?