This week’s challenge over at the DP, Fifty. Create, a poem, story or a scene, which only uses 50 words exactly. I’m going to give it my best shot with this poem, enjoy! (Link to the challenge: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/07/writing-challenge-fifty/)
There she stood, against the windswept darkened waters.
The trees blended silhouette, in the star shrouded sky.
The river was so cold, ice frosted its surface.
She was torn, back turned to the bright warm breezes,
and fields of gold and red and green.
What to do, what to do?
What did you think? Drop a comment down below, let me know, feedback welcome!