Wooled Sky April 28, 2015 Get link Facebook X 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.