A fox trot above my head
SCARLET CONFESSION. A little nest of haikus, poems, doodles, sketches, edits, writings, photography. Add a little dash of fun in the sun, and there you have it, the little things in life which make it more worthwhile.
title: Chill date: Saturday, January 29, 2011 at 11:34 PM  The silhouette of leaves fluttered on the window pane. Time weighed heavy in my hands as I lay my palms flat on the kitchen table. The cool chill reached my hands, making them tingle and shudder. I could feel myself falling apart, like the dried, crisp leaves on cherry trees in the autumn. I let out a shaky breath as I let my eyes roam over the sole article on the pine table. It had been cut out of the morning paper and now it lay boldly against the deep wooden swirls, like a dark black spot on pristine white paper. It signed my death sentence. Labels: dark, descriptive, drabble, photography, singapore |