A Moment in Time
Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2014 11:56 pm
I was in Geraldton last weekend on call, so decided to finally drop into the Writers of the Coral Coast group that I have been going to check out for a long time.
Their homework from this meeting was to write a one sentence paragraph with a minimum of 100 words - to crystallise a moment or capture a place. You could use any punctuation except a full stop (except at the end!) or any other sentence-enders.
While driving back to Jurien Bay, I was enjoying the beauty of the sunset, and the opposing pastel pinks and blues in the other direction, and decided to try the exercise. Of course, I had to write it in rhyme, though that wasn't the expectation of the exercise!
Unpolished and how it was written - and 106 words! An interesting exercise!!
A Moment in Time
14.04.14 © Irene Conner
With silent stealth the darkness calls to wrap me in its cloak
while nature paints her magic scene my senses to invoke
with subtle scent of lemon gum – my heart, it opens wide –
as I absorb a beauty one can only find outside
beneath the blood red sunset streaked with vibrant orange hue ,
across from pastel bands of pink and gentle shades of blue
that silhouette the darkened scrub and tall, majestic trees;
that serenades my weary soul with sounds upon the breeze
which drift from nearby ocean and from cheeky nightbirds song
and takes me to a special place where I know I belong.
Their homework from this meeting was to write a one sentence paragraph with a minimum of 100 words - to crystallise a moment or capture a place. You could use any punctuation except a full stop (except at the end!) or any other sentence-enders.
While driving back to Jurien Bay, I was enjoying the beauty of the sunset, and the opposing pastel pinks and blues in the other direction, and decided to try the exercise. Of course, I had to write it in rhyme, though that wasn't the expectation of the exercise!
Unpolished and how it was written - and 106 words! An interesting exercise!!
A Moment in Time
14.04.14 © Irene Conner
With silent stealth the darkness calls to wrap me in its cloak
while nature paints her magic scene my senses to invoke
with subtle scent of lemon gum – my heart, it opens wide –
as I absorb a beauty one can only find outside
beneath the blood red sunset streaked with vibrant orange hue ,
across from pastel bands of pink and gentle shades of blue
that silhouette the darkened scrub and tall, majestic trees;
that serenades my weary soul with sounds upon the breeze
which drift from nearby ocean and from cheeky nightbirds song
and takes me to a special place where I know I belong.