Cold wind cuts westward
skies, the bowels of digestion
shakes the fruit we grew
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Get the winners of the first 12 Clarity of Night contests in one place! Extras too!!
Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
About Me
- Aine
- Collaborator and night owl.
Past Contests
- "Elemental" Short Fiction Contest
- "Uncovered" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silhouette" Short Fiction Contest
- "In Vino Veritas" Short Fiction Contest
- "Ascension" Short Fiction Contest
- "Running Wind" Short Fiction Contest
- "Whispers" Short Fiction Contest
- "Restless Dawn" Short Fiction Contest
- "Halo" Short Fiction Contest
- "Endless Hour" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silent Grey" Short Fiction Contest
- "Lonely Moon" Short Fiction Contest (with Anne Frasier)
- "Midnight Road" Short Fiction Contest
- "Two Lights" Short Fiction Contest
The Official Compilation!
Get the winners of the first 12 Clarity of Night contests in one place! Extras too!!
Categories
- poetry (193)
- fiction (180)
- vignette (106)
- serial (59)
- lyrics (56)
- personal (52)
- insights (33)
- thoughts (31)
- cemetery (26)
- forest (17)
- nature (16)
- remembrance (16)
- writing (16)
- humor (15)
- beer philosophers (13)
- boating (10)
- experimental (8)
- movie (7)
- music (7)
- INTP (6)
- beatitudes (6)
- Ulrich (5)
- photography (5)
- Nami (4)
- night conversations (4)
- cemetery reflections (3)
- stream of consciousness (3)
- Clarity Notice (1)
- emotion study (1)
Visitors
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7 comments:
mmm...Ahh!They look so good.
Err, the pic distracted me, it took me a while to read the even-powerful lines below them. As always, you nailed it! :)
the bowels of digestion! Love that.
Beautiful Jason
Don't like these falling temperatures either eh Jason?
Perfect for autumn.
Great one for autumn, I agree.
Now that is a gorgeous picture! Seems I can almost reach out and touch the apples and leaves! Yes, the cold winds will soon shake us in our beds!!!
Erratic Thoughts, don't they look good? De-lish.
Tabitha, sometimes the sky feels like that. Ready to chew us up.
Walking Man, not liking it this time. This cold rain is tough.
Petty, it's coming hard now.
Meghan, the light feels frail. Like it will break.
Kaye, tart, with a good snap. They almost do look real enough to grab! (Definitely getting to blanket weather.)
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