Wooled Sky April 28, 2015 Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Moody spring turns from contentment to tantrum. The wooled sky hangs as pulled gray threads against an angry chest. April hastens to find shelter. ©Susie Clevenger 2015 NaPoWriMo ~ Day 28 Real Toads ~ The Tuesday Platform Comments Fireblossom said… Plenty of wooled sky out your way lately, isn't there? You really conveyed the unstable nature of transitional seasons here, Susie. Maude Lynn said… I love that first stanza. Very cool. Laura said… The wooled skyhangs as pulledgray threadsagainst anangry chest…. Gorgeous writing! Sanaa Rizvi said… Loved the opening lines :D Sherry Blue Sky said… Love the wooled sky. You have captured the unrest so well. brudberg said… Wooled sky.. I think we had too much clear blue sky here.. tomorrow they have promised lead. Marian said… Haha, I KNOW RIGHT! Gosh, both the weather and my mood... I can relate, Susie. Hannah said… Oh wow!! I love your word choices and imagery and how April turns into an actual being fleeing to hide...lovely work, Susie. :) Rosemary Nissen-Wade said… Very vivid — and congratulations on finding such a new and 'right' metaphor. Ella said… Lovely, the wooled sky...You described the fickle moody month, so well. Unknown said… A vivid and textural reference to April's fickle weather-ways. I like the tightness, neatness of this, Susie! Kerry O'Connor said… This is an excellent metaphor for inclement weather. grapeling said… terrific ~
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hangs as pulled
gray threads
against an
angry chest…. Gorgeous writing!
You described the fickle moody month, so well.