Monday, January 4, 2016

Week in Seven Words #273

Gray and pink light in the early morning. The trees stirring, birds in song.

Shades of cedar in the desert, umber and hickory. Cliffs the color of roasted sesame seeds.

The dark pink flowers form an arc from the wall to the cars parked on the curb.

He tries to tell a story, but his sentences wind up chasing words he can't remember.

People turning pink in the sun, their bodies stung with salt water. A burning cut on my leg. Cacti springing out of the salty dirt like coils of hair.

The song reminds her of her parents. She gives me the words to tuck into the back of my book and take with me home.

A woman rolls down her stockings and washes her feet in a reeking rest stop.


Brian Joseph said...

I do not think that I ever heard the word "olid" before. I looked it up.

It is really neat to find new words this way. I am going to try to use it in conversation :)

HKatz said...

Yeah, it's something I came across recently, though I forget where; and it sounds vaguely abstract and not like its definition of something rank-smelling :)

The Bookworm said...

I like fruitless and keenly. Happy weekend.

Yvonne@fiction-books said...

I particularly like the word auroral, although the definition I always think of is the aurora borealis, otherwise known as the northern lights. This phenomenon has been visible right down here in the south of England on a few occasions, however I have never managed to catch a glimpse, so would love to travel to the far north of Scotland or Scandinavia, to see it for myself ...

Thanks for sharing your great words and enjoy your new week :)