My contest entries for Legerdemain's 15 for 15, fiction and poetry. |
Jan 12- Window The window It was the final day of the European tour. Nisha enjoyed the sights and sounds, people and foods that the various countries and cities offered. They arrived in Venice last night after having had the great experience of the Vatican and the Pope. Rome was wonderful. As Nisha got up from her comfortable hotel bed, the side window offered a beautiful early morning blue sky. She walked to the window, looked out, and sighed in wonder at the incredible sight that nature alone could put together. The sky wore a thick blue mantle, and the sea a lighter one mixed with that pleasant aquamarine. Dark or light nature shines equally beautiful and effervescent thought Nisha. The shoreline was a long white ribbon with many a bend in between. Nisha observed a breakwater bridge at a distance and the tall buildings beyond it looked far away and forlorn. Nisha startled when a speedboat just passed by letting out a jet of white sea foamy water. It mixed and matched with the sea blue. The sun started a slow ascent and the day became bluer. The slanting early morning rays dispelled the fog and mist promising a clear, warm, and bright day. Nisha thrilled with joy and warmth spreading all over body and soul. |