They Roll In

Day 182 of 365:

{One Word Writing Prompt: Clouds}

I’m watching them roll in now, as I sit here.  The day grows long.  A breeze kicks up every few moments.  I have the feeling we are inching towards something.  An altered state, of sorts.  The clouds, they build slowly, without making too much of a fuss.  At first appearance, they are soft and fluffy, like bits of cotton candy, cheerful and luscious.

They are quiet, for now.

But slowly, they build.   And darken.  And Envelope.  They put me on edge.

And they grow, and then grumble…..until…..

Until the entirety of the sky, once blue and, except for the Sun, vacant, is awash in a thick veil of nothing but grey.

They threaten, when they roll in.  They bring a darkness that can not possibly lead to good.  They bring a chill to the air, they shroud the light.

Not to mention the rain, inevitable, wet and cold.  It will come.  It always comes, when they roll in.  IMG_4831

So they are here.  Blue skies turned to bleak, ominous, flat shades of grey.  They impose, the clouds do.  They impede.

But just as easily as they roll in, they roll out too.   We must never forget that.

The clouds.





-Janice 🙂



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