Writing For G.O.T

That Smell of Air (B&W Final Cut #23)

9 lines, 58 words
Free Verse


flakes fluttering down to the ground
weaving a soft carpet of white
as winter announces its presence

catching snow on my tongue
I inhale the cool perfuming of air
under the bareness of trees

its smell wraps me in a shawl as if
a reminder of aging and my heart breaks
for my affair’s end with the world

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Prompt: 23. The smell of air, right before the snow falls.