I could be under the blankets watching my favorite Netflix show, but instead I am sitting on Zoom experiencing one of my favorite slices of life - time with my TeachWrite friends.
I have been enjoying the daily prompts provided by my fellow writer-friend Leigh Anne Eck. Today's prompt is "under the blankets." This was perfect for this time of year because I love my fuzzy blanket sheets. As always, I tend to think in poetry.
Under the blankets
is where I love to be
warm and cozy in the grip of a story.
Caught between turning pages
and the dreams of slumber.
my eyes grow heavy.
I hang onto the words
until they start to blur
then lay the book beside me.
Peacefully, I slip into sleep
wrapped in the embrace
of my warm fuzzy blankets.
You had me at the title and then the poem brought out my own "warm fuzzy blankets" - such a warm image.
ReplyDeleteLove this! I love the line "wrapped in the embrace" especially, and its multiple meanings - the blanket itself, and the community on Zoom.
ReplyDelete"I could be ..." loved that opening. So many connections! Under the blankets, a tiny town exists. Buildings shrink, spaces elongate. Once just a fort, now it's a community!
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