Winter Ah's

so it’s a winter morning
i’m driving to work thinking
i should feel blah
kind of on the warm side
instead of crisp and clean
i’m looking around
at all of the drab colors
how washed out they are
searching for words
besides battleship gray
or worn out denim
to describe the pale blue
lacing through pure white
i realize i’m having problems
expressing a depression
i feel i should feel
but can’t
the trees aren’t a mediocre tan
but threads of mink, moss and ginger,
sienna with streaks of warm citrus
and cloves wafting smoke
like tendrils up to caress
the delicate underside of heaven

Flash 55 - Against

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What’s behind that ancient door you have shut
against the world,
against me,
against yourself?

Can you feel the thick blackness pushing
against the raveling hinges,
against the rusting locks,
against the corners of your mind?

Will you fight like a berserker
against the enveloping depression,
against the suffocation,
against your desire to be nothing?

Write a story in exactly 55 words.

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Rabbit, Rabbit - Happy New Year!

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