It's experiment time again for today's flash fiction piece. I was looking at my computer wallpaper and decided to try my hand of a more poetic prose type flash fiction piece or something like that. We'll see how it goes.
Springtime
A warm
breeze's kiss banishes winter's frigid chill. Violet pebbles crackle underneath
my bare feet. Golden puffs of flowers bloom and open wide-eyed toward the
fading sunlight. A light sweet scent coils around my head. Sluggish bees lug
pollen-laden legs to the hive. The taste of rebirth and life dances along my
tongue. I tilt my head toward the color-changing sky. Sunbeams set behind me
while Artemis's silver orb rises upon the horizon with a heavy belly. While I
cross under the plant canopy, the wind lifts yellow and white petals. Their
silky softness brushes along my skin like a lover's caress. I smile and walk
alone into moonbeams.
