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Defying Winter

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When the view from everyday life is overwhelming and the familiar becomes strange
I long to feel the sun burning my tender skin again, just to feel alive

When the same street below is vacant and dreary and the cold seeps in, somehow penetrating shuttered windows and closed doors, and the only sound is suffocating  silence…

Silence… I slip and fall

Silence…as treacherous as that ice on the sidewalks below

Soft snowflakes swirl, falling from the grey sky and pile on my windowsill

Silent

and then a single bloom

defiant

a reminder of what’s to come

in due time



photo:Roger Bultot

prompts: Friday Fictioneers, #TastyPrompt, WordPress Daily Post

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