Two Sentence Tuesday #32

            The towering fir stood proudly, twinkling in hues of periwinkle, auburn, and plum. I sat before it, transfixed, and my enchantment had fleetingly carried me back to the innocence of my first Christmas. 

Flashing Lights

Flashing Lights

By Brandon Palzkill

Lights explode around me…

frantic bursts

of red and white;

imposing; impressing upon;

beckoning me

to stop and take heed.

Signifying danger,

cautioning wariness;

lives hang in the balance

and disaster may abound,

should I fail to acquiesce

to their dire

warnings.

I slow down; stop;

take a moment,

look around;

choose my next move

delicately;

finally to go on ahead,

taking it slow...

sidestepping catastrophe.