Monday, January 10, 2011


ID (Mono)
{Photo credit Tom Holbrook}
Her mood was grey and foul.


She didn’t know, she couldn’t predict, or calm, or control the storms that were in her head. The clouds move in and block out the sun and light no matter what was around her. She could look out at a bright beautiful day and see not the sun or the flowers but a grizzled grey sky. Dew on flowers becomes a dreary drizzle.

Why? She wish she knew.

She rubs her eyes, and curls herself deeper into the cocoon of her bed.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to be happy, she’s just not sure she knows how.

This post was inspired by the prompt Grizzled at Madeline Bea's Sunday Creative.
The Sunday Creative


Alita said...

The long days of winter sometimes make me feel just like this.

This is perfectly succinct; it is also succulent with weariness and grisliness. Well done Mel!

Shell said...

You described the emotion perfectly.

Maegan Beishline said...

There is something about this that hits me very deeply, Melissa! I love it! Thanks for contributing!

lisa geiger said...

creative and thoughtful response to the prompt. just love the imagery and emotion.

so many women will relate to your message. it's nice to know other people understand...

Anonymous said...

I get this. Fog, rain, and clouds for so long now. I need some brightness about now. :) Lovely writing.

Hyacynth said...

Echoing Alita here ... I feel this in my core during winter days that seem endless. Wonderful prose.

helena said...

oh yes, that feeling that humans should hibernate during winter

Anonymous said...

Saying hi from SITS. Love the word GRIZZLED. Excellent. Fits perfectly on these gray cold days we are having right now. It's kind of how I've been feeling. Thanks for putting it in words.