April 21st, 2009
|07:30 am - Because we were talking of roses...|
Although it rained yesterday, I still added a little water to my new rose bush this morning -- cherry blooms, purple-edged foliage, bright against the light cypress mulch.
And then I wrote this 182-word vignette, on the theme of roses:
“Miss Night,” came the last faint cry of the paparazzi, as she disappeared into her hotel. She didn't smile.
“Miss Night,” said the doorman. “Miss Night,” smiled the concierge, who proffered the deep red rose she ordered every day. She didn't smile.
She brushed her thumb over the thorns, as the elevator rose to the top. She didn't touch the sharp tips. She didn't smile.
Once inside her space, she went to the penthouse windows and looked out at the light-burst city, at the darkness underneath the light.
With seeming idleness, she plucked out three thorns from the rose and added them to the stem from last night's bloom, which lay on a table nearby. (Housekeeping had their orders: woe to those who disobeyed Miss Night.) She breathed two words in her movie-star voice.
Thorns and stem became a sharp-toothed comb.
Humming an old song, she took the comb of thorns and began to run it through her long hair.
As the thorns touched her skin, as the air burst into richness, as the blood bloomed underneath, she smiled.
May your day be free of thorns! ;-)
I like this.
Good morning, F, and no thorns! :-)
You're a little bit dark Miss. I like it. [squeeze]
Hee -- well, this flash-fiction came out a bit dark, although I'm really not. ;-)
Hugs and cheers, L!
|Date:||April 21st, 2009 12:50 pm (UTC)|| |
Thanks, L, and hugs and a good day!
Lovely... and a little creepy. LOL.
I'm looking forward to planting some roses in my front yard very soon!
I'm glad the creepy bit came through. :-) Thank you for reading!
Also, Hurrah for roses, and may the thorns not get you.
Thank you, Rainkatt, and thanks and hugs for your Tuesday.
|Date:||April 21st, 2009 03:04 pm (UTC)|| |
Beautiful and scary.
How perfect your icon is -- and how kind your comment. :-)
Thanks, hugs, and no thorns!
Shivery and evocative...mmmm.
I'm glad of your reaction, and even more glad to get your comment. :-)
Hugs, ALH -- no thorns, but joy on this Tuesday.
Good thoughts and no thorns. :-))
Almost fairy-taleish! Nice. :-)
Still jet lagged, still trying to maintain some of the holiday resolutions....
[hugs, cheers, thanks, more hugs]
I love your deceptive lightness.
And I am grateful for your reading. :-)
Thank you, Nell -- I send all good thoughts your way, plus virtual chocolate and new shoes. :-)
Thank you, and thanks twice -- and good thoughts to you, without thorns. :-)