RSS Feed

Christmas Spirit 1

Christmas in 75 words…?

The forms of things unknown

By Denise Sparrowhawk

Christmas Spirit. The bus was full. A weight of sadness dragged on her soul. She closed her eyes, centering her thoughts on the sadness, and made the wish. Gradually she sensed a shift – the weight dragging on her soul a little less unbearable. The bus stopped, disgorged its excited passengers onto the pavement to scurry home. One man waited, watching the bus pull away. She saw him smile, shrug, straighten his shoulders and stride away.

View original post

Advertisements

About Dabblewords

Reluctant writer, word dabbler...tea maker, coffee drinker, rum imbiber, chocolate eater.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: