Whisper- Object Writing – Oct 15
Oct 14th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily WritingShe cupped her hand and whispered in my ear. It was crystal clear, an arctic morning cracking across my ear drum. It tasted of clear mint lollies and pristine overwhite landscapes. Vowels tickled my eardrums like someone stroking a purring cat. It was sweeter and softer than melting ice cream at a movie theatre. Not so much how it was being whispered but what was being whispered. The suggestion, made the heart grow suddenly warm, the blood run more easily. Sweet perfume ideas released their fragrance in the garden of imagination and all engines were throttled forward to full on the boat of ideas. Jumping Jimminy crickets and shooting stars were going off all over the sky when she began to follow through on what she had whispered…..
