Weekly Scribblings # 57 ..
Prompt : Magaly Guerrero
as the rain pelts down in the late afternoon
they sit making salad listening to the bach partitas
in their pretty beach side flat looking out to
a mini forest of palms on the balcony
it doesn't get much better than this he said
she half smiles and slices the red peppers
Luv the heat to end; those peppers. Nice
ReplyDeletemuch love....
I love how you set the scene and create an atmosphere with so few words and then twist it with a half-smile and red peppers.e!
ReplyDeleteA vivid and somewhat haunting scene you've created.
ReplyDeleteOh my, not certain what’s coming ... love the tease in your poem!
ReplyDeleteThere's something more intriguing about the red peppers, it seems, than the guy who is in her presence. Hmm...
ReplyDeleteThe half smile and the red peppers are like a bow on the package of a perfect moment in time.
ReplyDeleteThe half smile and the red peppers are like a bow on a package containing a perfect moment in time.
ReplyDeleteThe half smile is telling, or doesn't tell us enough. Her thoughts seem elsewhere.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Rosemary. At first, I thought, This is the "or not" part for sure. So heartwarmingly sweet! But then I read it again, and the eeriness of the setting, the sound of knife hitting cutting board, the rain, her silence... makes me wonder.
ReplyDeletethis could be a love poem, or not. how clever!
ReplyDeleteIt soon will be better than this, she thought, with a sinister subtle smile.
ReplyDelete..
...oh the suspense!
ReplyDeleteYou've described my favorite kind of Sundays.
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