Woods


Yellow locust leaves criss-cross the sky, hither-and-yoning like a girl I once knew who couldn't decide what to do with her life so she hurried into one thing after another until finally she had to stop and rest like the locust tree which will take its repose before emerging in white glory, announcing spring.

The lost girl will find her way into the clearing.

The view is better there.

But every so often, the girl will come back to the woods and immerse herself in nature's orderliness which we humans read as wild confusion because we do not understand.

This was written for this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge.

"This week we are giving you a page from the Oxford English Dictionary.  The ninety-ninth page, to be exact.  (Click to enlarge.)  From this page, you can choose any word, any definition, to use in your post.  (Please type your chosen word in bold, so we know.)  And instead of our typical 33-333 word limit, we are asking for 99 words exactly."

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Monday, October 14, 2013

Woods


Yellow locust leaves criss-cross the sky, hither-and-yoning like a girl I once knew who couldn't decide what to do with her life so she hurried into one thing after another until finally she had to stop and rest like the locust tree which will take its repose before emerging in white glory, announcing spring.

The lost girl will find her way into the clearing.

The view is better there.

But every so often, the girl will come back to the woods and immerse herself in nature's orderliness which we humans read as wild confusion because we do not understand.

This was written for this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge.

"This week we are giving you a page from the Oxford English Dictionary.  The ninety-ninth page, to be exact.  (Click to enlarge.)  From this page, you can choose any word, any definition, to use in your post.  (Please type your chosen word in bold, so we know.)  And instead of our typical 33-333 word limit, we are asking for 99 words exactly."

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20 Comments:

At October 14, 2013 at 10:47 AM , OpenID stalethoughts said...

This is captivating.

 
At October 14, 2013 at 2:38 PM , OpenID howanxious said...

We do not understand... a power-packed statement. Great write.
-HA

 
At October 14, 2013 at 3:08 PM , Anonymous JannaTWrites said...

I like that last sentence! I don't understand all the ways of nature, but it has a calming effect on me.

 
At October 14, 2013 at 7:32 PM , Anonymous injaynesworld said...

Beautiful and enlightening, my friend. The ways of nature are my bible.

 
At October 14, 2013 at 11:34 PM , OpenID lovethebadguy said...

Beautifully written. I love the imagery.

 
At October 15, 2013 at 1:19 AM , Blogger Trifecta said...

This is beautifully done. Your opening sentence, while long, reflects exactly the situation you depict. And then you calm us, as nature calms her. Delightful. Thanks for linking up and tell everyone to join us for our 99th!

 
At October 15, 2013 at 4:56 AM , Blogger Kir said...

I felt like that girl...for just a moment. What a beautiful, captivating , lyrical piece.

 
At October 15, 2013 at 5:53 AM , Blogger kymm said...

This:
Yellow locust leaves criss-cross the sky, hither-and-yoning like a girl I once knew
is just gorgeous, Kelly!
Plus, the magic of the woods.

 
At October 15, 2013 at 9:28 AM , Blogger Ruby Manchanda said...

Great writing

 
At October 15, 2013 at 12:23 PM , Blogger Tara R. said...

I feel like this girl sometimes when I'm hiking in the woods. You captured that feeling of freedom, and often bewilderment.

 
At October 15, 2013 at 3:28 PM , Blogger Valerie said...

What I love about nature is that I can't ever hope to understand its complexity-and in that I find calm and comfort as well. This was an absolute stunner of a piece!

 
At October 15, 2013 at 4:29 PM , Anonymous steph said...

Nice to see you back, Kelly. Awesome piece, as usual. Just lovely.

 
At October 15, 2013 at 8:33 PM , Blogger Draug said...

I like this! It's cool.

 
At October 15, 2013 at 10:05 PM , OpenID momosapien said...

Beautiful, evocative piece. Great to read.

 
At October 16, 2013 at 2:53 PM , OpenID trudgingthroughfog said...

I love the way that long sentence in the beginning tumbles out like a headlong rush into (or out of) the woods. It's a tricky thing to get that sort of thing to work, but in this case it fits the mood perfectly. Great job!

 
At October 17, 2013 at 11:46 AM , Blogger Bj√∂rn said...

poetically awesomeness. love the forbearing of nostalgia

 
At October 17, 2013 at 2:28 PM , Blogger Atreyee said...

Fascinating and so profound-most of us have felt like that girl at some time or the other in our lives!Beautiful!

 
At October 17, 2013 at 3:42 PM , Blogger j umbaugh said...

Ditto all of above

 
At October 17, 2013 at 3:48 PM , Anonymous Lance said...

great word choices

I love the wild confusion in the last line

 
At October 18, 2013 at 5:29 AM , Anonymous troy P. said...

I really enjoyed the word picture you painted here. I also hope that I too can find that clearing one day.

 

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