Boing, boing. No, that’s not the sound of my last wit snapping.
Here in the States, it is Spring, and for the religious, a series of holidays/holydays are occurring. If nothing else, it is a time for a renaissance of Nature.
To that end, Six Words/Smith magazine is seeking—but only until 3 p.m. CST today, so get hopping—your six-word ruminations on renewal. If you don’t participate over there (technically, I’m not participating with them either), feel free to direct me to your six-word post.
Here are a few I played around with; hope you enjoy them. Likewise, your day and weekend!
Six-Word Meditations on Spring
Last year’s tomatillos, diaphanous snow globes.
Noticed hole in soul; went running.
Chives sprouting, daughter’s skin like onions.
Violets bouquet the grass with bruises.
Bunny ricochets yard detritus: Spring’s harrier.
Ornamental pear flaring; beetles begin awakening.
Leigh's Wordsmithery 