Thursday, August 13, 2015

Six Sentence Story: Wind

This is a post for the blog hop Six Sentence Story:  Wind.  The challenge is to write a story using the prompt word (wind) and to use only six sentences to tell it.

This prompt inspired a memory and some thoughtful reflection.


How could it be that something so stable could be struck down?  It was a pillar of stability, even a directional point.  I had walked over the bridge shaded by its limbs, and peered into the deep pool of water near its feet.

Part of my past fell with it that day.  Pieces of my memory, as though shattered too from the lightning strike, and the little cotton tuffs dispelled through the air all around me as if each was a singular thought.  

The towering cottonwood, ever present, now lay on the ground with roots exposed to all, barring entrance to the bridge, succumbed by the power of the wind.

12 comments:

  1. nicely evocative story... I identify with that feeling of how, when a large/significant tree falls, everything changes, not always sure how, but it leaves such a mark!

    (oh yeah! FRIST!)

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    1. Glad you understand that. Thanks for your comments.

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  2. Im always sad when i see a giant tree uprooted! Its awesome to see but sad at the same time.

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    1. And it is just as sad to see that trees that once covered mountainous area have succumbed to some kind of blight or a forest fire.

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  3. Trees by their longevity are one of the stable things in our lives that give us comfort and security that all is well in the world. Sadly like us their days are numbered too and remind us to make the most of our lives while we can and please others in this world by our presence.

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  4. Having survived Hurricane Sandy and seen uprooted trees, this story resonates with me. Having ourselves uprooted from believes, situations, emotions, is just as powerful.

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    1. Oh, that must have been a horrendous experience. The physical clean up as well as the emotional cleanup that goes along with it are hard things for people to have to face.

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  5. I'm with Val, above, only it was a tornado uprooting massive trees. It takes such power for that to happen and it changes the landscape irreparably. Lovely story!

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    1. We rarely get tornadoes here, but there have been a few that have touched down. The power of the wind is incredible.

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