Breathe in
Breathe out
Lungs cauterized
by winter’s frozen retort
Stark trees bare their darkened soul
Breathe in
Breathe out
Lungs refreshed
by spring’s unprocessed reply
White birch bare their newborn green
Breathe in
Breathe out
Lungs parched
by summer’s brazen song
Limbs bare their sultry, layered bark
Breathe in
Breathe out
Lungs clear and crisp
by autumn’s chameleon chatter
Leaves bare their red and golden hues
Breathe in
Breathe out
Lungs expand and collapse
by pages on the calendar
Seasons bare their conversion times four
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus points are involved (my favorite). Linda asks us to write without editing, other than correcting spelling errors.
Just go with the flow.
Like a babbling brook, ambling stream or running river. Click HERE if this type of writing floats your boat or helps with your decision-making. This week’s prompt is “leaves.” Use it as a word, or find a word with “strain”in it. As always, use any way you’d like.
Mary J Melange 
Well done, Mary. I love the pairing of nature and our/your own response. Here we are, at the start of another season, ready to go again. I hope you have a great weekend to soak in the summer breeze.
Thanks Dan. It’s summer! And we’re going to have one fairly nice weekend day before it rains again. Spring was the season I never had to water the plants on the patio. Hope summer turns out to be far different!
Same here. I’m hoping for a nice mostly dry spell.
I enjoyed breathing deeply with these colorful images honoring the diversity of the seasons.
Thanks Joanna. The air in all seasons keep us going and feeling alive.
Amen!
I could feel the breezes of the trees as I read this! Lovely, Mary!
Thank you! Enjoy the weekend breezes, Shelley.
You’re welcome, same to you, Mary!
Oh, wonderful! One of your best, and that’s a high bar!
Marian, you are so kind. Thank you for the lovely compliment!
Enjoy spring, Mary. We are only a day into summer but here in sunny FL, we are 2 days into heat index warnings. Our lungs are collapsing from the all the dang humidity we are breathing. But it is better than the alternative. Happy Saturday to you! 😀
You should be here today. Blue skies, low humidity, highs in the mid 70’s. Perfect weather for a change!
The flow of your words here are captivating…a nice read on this summer Saturday morning.
Thank you so much and enjoy your Saturday. 🙂
Well done, Mary. I like the sensations described … lungs cauterized, refreshed, parched, clear and crisp.
I like breathing. I enjoy it a lot. I hope we all continue to do for a long time 🙂
Thanks Joanne. I’m just about to refresh those parched summer lips with a beer. Cheers!
‘Tis the season 🍺
Applesauce! Mary J, this is exquisite! Beautifully done. Wow…
Hugs on the wing.
Applesauce? I’ve not heard of that expression, but it must be something good. Thank you for the positive comments, Teagan. Hugs back!
I grew fond of flapper slang writing so many 1920s stories. It’s so much more fun and interesting than what we use today. Think of “Applesauce!” as wow, or OMG!
You’re the caterpillar’s kimono! (You’re cool.)
So much fun! I may have to try 20’s slan on
What’s the 20’s slang for fat fingers? Ugh. I meant to say that I’ll have to try applesauce on a friend and see what happens.
Lovely Mary.
Thanks Cheryl!
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Beautiful.
Thank you!