playful and haunting

A symphony plays across the heavens, at times beautiful, at times tragic.  Tears of sadness and joy fall unchecked to soak into the listening earth.  The audience is so enthralled they don’t mind or even notice.

The notes rise and fall, intertwined, and caressing those lucky enough to witness the masterpiece.  The bass sweeps over the land in waves of pressure.  The treble dances along, playful and haunting.  The clefs work together and against each other producing a cacophony of discordant and harmonious tones.

As the end nears, the music reaches a deafening crescendo, forcing the world to pay attention, humbling those closest to the orchestra.  The fierce instruments roar with life and death.  The drenched land trembles and then throws its arms wide in jubilation as the final note fades to the horizon.

Silence follows, thick and heavy, crushing the world under its weight.

Then lightning flashes trying to forever capture the final moments of the performance and thunder claps with exuberance, demanding an encore that will never come.


Not sure what to say about this one.  I saw the Inspiration Monday prompt and this is what came to me when I placed my fingers on the keyboard.  What are you inspired to write with the below prompts?

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The Rules

There are none. Read the prompts, get inspired, write something. No word count minimum or maximum. You don’t have to include the exact prompt in your piece, and you can interpret the prompt(s) any way you like.


No really; I need rules!

Okay; write 200-500 words on the prompt of your choice. You may either use the prompt as the title of your piece or work it into the body of your piece. You must complete it before 6 pm CST on the Monday following this post.

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39 thoughts on “playful and haunting

    • Hey, look at that! All fancy with a gravatar. 😀
      Glad I could help change your perspective a bit. We’ve been so dry here… I’d take any kind of storm we could get.

  1. I love thunder storms and we hardly get them here. They are beautiful, energetic, and sobering. Beautifully captured here…

    • Yep! Growing up in the desert they were a rare treat we got a couple times during the summer… and then I’ve experienced some amazing ones while lost in the Sierra either camping or backpacking, but I’m a bit jealous of the people who get them regularly. I understand they can be terrifying and damaging, but… the power and beauty… totally worth it.

  2. When I read your comment that it just had to be done– I thought, oh no, he’s not going to do a VD story, is he? This is an excellent piece, very poetic. Lucy

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