Two Sentence Tuesday #16

From the very beginning, they knew that his ambition would be detrimental to their whole way of life. Yet it was only as they looked upon the wasted remnants of their once bountiful landscape that they realized how much they had woefully underestimated his capacity for pestilence. 

Every Little Bit

 I’d love nothing more than to impart a sampling

Of tantalizing verse to brighten up your soul

When it’s grayed with weariness… I truly would.

Unfortunately, I’m feeling bereft of any poetic

Sensibilities, today, so the most I can offer is this:

Close your eyes and picture sodden magnolias,

Silky and pale, lying upon a luxuriantly grassy bed.

A cool September breeze laps up their perfume

And bathes you as you laze away the afternoon,

Picking out shapes in the opaline clouds, above…

…does that do anything for you?

Two Sentence Tuesday #15

He never felt like “I love you” came remotely close to capturing the boundless scope of his feelings for her. And yet one enchanted kiss had told her volumes more than those three short words ever could.

Two Sentence Tuesday #14

His only distraction from the grating five AM desolation was the spiteful choir of voices in his head. How strange that he found their taunts comforting… 

Two Sentence Tuesday #13

It was all I could do to composedly tolerate the clock’s sadistic taunts as it ticked the seconds past with the speed of a snail on Xanax. Would this day never end?

Two Sentence Tuesday #12

After hours of trudging down a sweltering gravel road, I felt my legs sinking into the ground while I gasped for breath. Circling vultures leered at me from above and I could swear they began laughing as they flew in for the kill.  

Two Sentence Tuesday #11

The raging warrior raised his blood-flecked gladius high above his head in savage triumph. Throughout the colossal throng of spectators, not a celebratory whisper was offered.