This week’s prompt from One Deep Breath is about the unseen.
Driving me with whips of thought
To write it all down.
A damp autumn breeze
Whispers promises and threats
Of winter coming.
It would be too easy to write only about things I can’t find, that’s been a constant in my life, but I would also be remiss to not acknowledge it once…
Where is my cellphone?
I could have sworn it was here!
Call it and listen.