Uncanny

 

There was a mystery

To their madness.

An uncanny sense of

Doom.

But she did not flail

Afraid

In darkness,

Whilst she could spot a petal

Bloom.

Instead, she watched

With rapt intention

As life suffused

Their eerie

Gloom.

 

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Uncanny in 39 words

 

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    • Thanks, my friend! (I’m remiss on FF this week but am still holding hope I’ll get to it before the next one …). Aren’t the flowers absolutely magnificent????? If there’s one that catches your brush-holding-fingers, let me know. xoxo Na’ama

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