mood changes on
a dime. If had a dime
for every time I’d been fooled, I’d
take it.

– A Cinquain.


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white tufts drift on the wild wind
Spring patiently waits

– This haiku was written using RonovanWrites’ explanation of an English haiku. Photo from

Tuesdays of Texture: Week 4 of 2018 & Sunday Trees #323 012118

Today we awoke to everything covered in ice.

– DE MONTE Y MAR’s Tuesdays of Texture: Week 3 of 2018 & On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea’s Sunday Trees #323 – January 21, 2018. Photo ©2018 Leara Nicole Morris-Clark.



It was bright and overcast at the same time. The sun dominated half of the sky, while the other half yielded to dark threatening clouds. It was still hot and bright, enough so that I was cheering on the clouds and wishing for rain. It never came, but it was a beautiful day regardless of my momentary discomfort. I was secretly grateful for it because I know winter is coming to New England sooner than I appreciate.

– Written for Day 7 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.


Not Tonight

Leaves lifted into a spin around me…

The wind and rain raged.

I screamed into the storm, “You will not have me!”

Lightning flashed, and the thunder replied mocking me. I shivered from the cold drops on my skin like darts.

Sirens howled, too close to ignore. Trees bent to touch the ground and leaves lifted into a spin around me.

Papa took my hand and ran toward the shelter.

I saw the twister bearing down on top of us, just as the door closed.

With it now locked, we settled in the back and lit a candle.

You will not have me, not tonight, I thought.

– Written for Thin Spiral Notebook’s 100 Word Challenge: Weather. WC 100. Photo from