A Walk in the Park.




The elderly couple tread gingerly through dying autumn leaves that feel crunchy, like cornflakes, under their shuffling feet.


They spot a Victorian styled wrought iron bench, in a sheltered wooded bower and slowly they approach it, so that they may rest their weary bones.


He takes out a clean, white handkerchief with which to dry the tiny spot of mould that sits on the bench, bleeding through the dappled droplets of rain from an earlier rain shower.


They both ease themselves down in silent companionship. She smoothes her clothes then takes his hand, weathered with the spidery veins of his advanced years, into her own as they sit in their peaceful spot.


The air is crisp and the late autumn sun feels silky against their upturned faces.


A strange aroma invades their senses, a musty odour with the tiniest hint of an oaky scent.


Suddenly, they hear a rustle from the trees behind them and turn to see a small woodland creature peep at them through the rustic leaves tinged with the russets and golds of the autumn season.


He helps her up from their peaceful spot and they slowly weave their way through the crunchy leaves once more.


Homeward bound, with thoughts of their warm, welcoming fire calling softly to them....


xx




NOTE: This was a short prompted piece,  led by the words: cornflakes, crispy, smooth, silky, dry, oaky, rustic, musty, crunchy, mould, strange, rustle, dead, veins and sports large' L' Plates!!



11 comments:

  1. I love the scents and the sense of the last days of Autumn turning to winter (from crunchy leaves to the warm fire at home). Where did the words mentioned in your note come from? Is it a writing club?

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  2. @Midlife Singlemum:I'm nervous posting posts like this so, Thank you :-)Yes, i joined a creative writng course for parents in a local school that's funded by a Government education body (VEC). it's fun primarily and an opportunity to try and some writing juices flowing! It's limiting when you're led by words yet gets the imagination going. You never know what's gonna end up on the page!

    Thabks for your comment:-)

    xx Jazzy

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  3. What a beautiful post, so descriptive that I felt as if I was there!
    .... and no mention of the *a* word!! :D

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  4. @D: Thank you, it's only my second one to do:-) My previous post was an 'A' word post and I ALWAYS like to follow (or counteract!)'those' posts with something completely different;-)

    xx Jazzy

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  5. I like this! Very nice prose/poem/thoughts.

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  6. @Blue Sky: Thanks, good to hear that you enjoyed it!

    @C...: Thank you, I appreciate your visit AND your comment ;-)

    Thanks for your comments :-)

    xx Jazzy

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  7. Hi Jazzy,

    I love this piece, your blog is pretty great too.

    Onwards
    Michelle

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  8. @Michelle Moloney King: Thanks for your kind comment :-)

    xx Jazzy

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  9. Well done with those words! Especially cornflakes! What a comforting, peaceful piece, even with mould and dark in the list.

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  10. @Kristy: Thanks...your comment is VERY much appreciated;-)

    xx Jazzy

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