Grey Day

The sky smears grey
Different shades swirl about
There is no light
Not tinged with dark
There is no joy
Not tinged with pain
 
And yet…
 
The wind moves restlessly
The air is calm
The house stands still
The windows a silent show
No sounds permeates the walls
The glow from florescent bulbs seem dim
 
And then…
 
A splash of color across the sky
Hurry to the door
Peer out with blanket wrapped up tight
The sun sets in glorious array
The grey is washed away.
 

The kids went back to school today.

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Average Guard Soldier

It had been a long time since she had heard from anyone and she often wondered if everything was going well in other parts of the Confederation of Systems. She was tired and parts of her ached in ways that would continue for the rest of her natural life however long that may be. (She was serving in the Solar Corp during a widespread war, her life could end within the next twenty minutes or she could, somehow, survive and live another forty years)

She wasn’t set to meet up with her commanding officer until that night when her current shift was over and though it was only within the next hour or so that it would happen she still felt that it was taking longer. She had only the barest of clock-calendars as she wasn’t high up enough in her regiment to require more exact measurements of time and place even if her equipment was better than it had been when she was just a foot soldier instead of a perimeter guard. She was kind of glad that she’d received even a small promotion, being a guard meant that she didn’t have to ride off into wherever they were sending her for however long. Instead she stayed near one of the camps and kept watch on a rotating basis.

The part of the corps that were usually here were on assignment and weren’t due back until the next morning.

Now if only she could find some way to pass the time without compromising her duties. Maybe those trees near the rock cliff could give her something to do after her shift…

image: Courtesy of Wiki Commons taken by Neovitaha777 and used according to the Creative Commons Agreement

 


This little snippet of writing was inspired by the picture from the Light and Shade Challenge. Today has been a bit of a slow day for me and yet the time is going by incredibly fast.

Listen

She lay back and listened to the sounds around her. The whir of the fans, the sound of water turning on and off, the footsteps up and down the hall, voices from a television set and from her family.

It was a quiet day, a slow day, a day to just sit and listen to life around you.

She let out a sigh and smiled as she closed her eyes.

Counting the Days – Day Three

One day, two days
Lost in the haze.
Three days, four days,
Chocolate really pays.
Six days, seven days,
Almost out of Lays.
 
Eight, Nine, Ten,
When will this be over again!?
Eleven and Twelve,
Misery further dwells.
Thirteen and Fourteen,
Would kill for a cocoa bean.

Written for the 3rd day of NaPoWriMo (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/third-times-the-charm/) and because today has been slow and I need more chocolate.