Friday, November 9, 2012

Friday Flash 55 — in living color

Image by Skip via Pixdaus


I will return here in winter and doormats will trap muck from my boots.
 Some curious snowflakes will race inside ahead of me, pushed by icy gusts.
  Then— like rainbow lace— they’ll flutter on drifts of painted air, will dance
 in shafts of bright all the way to the top in living color before dying.



Written for Friday Flash 55 - My post in exactly 55 words - for the G-Man. 

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17 comments:

Kathe W. said...

lovely words and so timely for us as we leave today from sunny Mexico to winter time in Weed!
Where is this building?

Brian Miller said...

oh very cool....what a neat window and how could you not have joy when the world around you is full of that much color...bet it would be cool to see the snow in as well...

Lydia said...

Kathe~ Unfortunately, there was no description of the building at Pixdaus. I also wonder where it is.
I'm glad you have had a good break in Mexico!

Brian~ Exactly! I'd love to find that place in the gloom of winter.

izzy said...

What lovely imagery! and the photo is gorgeous too-

Eric (Bubba) Alder said...

This was one gorgeous fifty-five! I loved the imagery, especially your "curious snowflakes" :)

G-Man said...

Lydia....
But what a colorful way to go eh?
Marvelous example of how everyday observations can inspire fine literature...
Loved your Fatalistic 55
Thanks for playing, and please have a Kick Ass Week-End

hedgewitch said...

Very visual, and you have somehow managed to make snowflakes seem warm, and white carry color. Love your 55, dear Lydia.

Frosty Duncan said...

Happy Friday. Thanks for "stopping in for a visit" I feel like I'm getting stronger and finding myself and my friends, I'm also busy busy busy with story telling and the "new place" and writing. Hope all is well with you, I'm on vacation this week so I'll play catch up and go over your blog soon. Hugs.

Helen said...

You managed to turn winter into something quite magical ....

Margaret said...

rainbow lace— they’ll flutter on drifts of painted air

Yes, this is what winter should be:)

kj said...

how visual, lydia. the building sparkles enough, but add dancing daring snowflakes reflecting it all.

thank you for putting this in my head.

okay, so the snowflakes rise up and die. not the worse way to come and go :^)

love
kj

Lydia said...

izzy~ Thanks. Wish I knew where it was.

Eric~ Your enthusiasm tickled me!

G-Man~ "Fatalistic 55"-oh, that's good! Many thanks for your super comments.

hedgewitch~ Such a pleasure to read your comments to me.

Frosty Duncan~ It was just so good to be back at your blog. Good changes in your life! Enjoy your vacation.

Helen~ I have always thought of winter as magical. Hope to get over the mountains to your area this winter, in fact.

Margaret~ Well, then let's let it be that!

kj~ Wonderful to see you. Have worried about you in the eastern storms.
(I want to die like a snowflake.)

Mama Zen said...

That's lovely!

Amber Lee said...

You gave me chills. What a fantastic use of imagery!

Lydia said...

Mama Zen~ Ah, thanks!

Amber Lee~ Ah, super thanks!

Jennifer said...

I'm taking my last few moments before I attempt to sign off from the Internet to read blogs. The flow in this is lovely and I like the contrast between the colors, the mood, and the coming winter.

Lydia said...

Jennifer~ Many thanks for your kind comment.

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