100 Words: Pearls In The Morning.
Words come in the morning, rising and ready before the sun. Yawning, I cooperate, streaming my way to the first glass of water, the coffee pot, the writing place.
Because.
Already I can hear the pitcher of pearls spilling long strands onto my desk.
Can I catch them?
If not, strands roll away, crash onto the dark floor. Single pearls, once connected, bounce everywhere.
Quick! Five shades of cream! Beautiful! I scoop them up, lay them on, notice how they feel resting on my heart.
Glancing down, I notice the word count. Not more, not less. Exactly one hundred.
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Shiner
Your imagery is nothing short of beautiful and luscious.
Terri Crosby
Thanks, Shiner! Imagery is such a delghtful thing. I love the process of describing the visual scene that visits for those few minutes.
Bernadine Young
I’ve expressed before how deeply moving I find your ideas, but wanted to add that the construction and wording of you writing is so amazing.. Thanks, Bernadine
Terri Crosby
Thank you so much, Bernadine!
Terri Crosby
You make me smile, Kristi!