Today's prompt is to write about fear. I have so many fears, some are silly and others feel so monstrous that I would not name them here. But one comes to mind easily. A feeling I want to shake off when I am done!
Dread
The contentment of
a rainy evening is
interrupted
suddenly
by a siren
wailing in
the dark.
The sound
of the rain
now seems
ominous,
foreboding
and lonely.
There but for the
grace of God
go I.
Boy, how true is this? Fewer sounds more foreboding
ReplyDeleteI hate it, it makes me feel so fragile and out of control!
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