Mytwosentences 105


Day after monotonous day, Old Man Winter relentlessly wielded his unyielding wand to summon a persistent hodgepodge of pitiless elemental ferocities.
He slowly descended the ascending stairs of spring seeking hibernation from the vernal thaumaturge who initiated efflorescence by bestowing her benevolence upon his wake.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

29 thoughts on “Mytwosentences 105

  1. It is a step in the right direction as far as the interlocutor of the astral indices was concerned. If the intergalactic forces conspire to disingenuously denigrate the gravitational pull of the planets the seasons will be assuaged.

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  2. Amazing writing Edward!! Loved reading this! I know I have said this before but I think this is my favorite 🙂
    And yes had to look up more words. Keep on writing!

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  3. Sorry, Edward. For some reason I thought I had subscribed to your blog along time ago. Well, at least something good came of this week in which I feel, well, a bit oppressed. Winter is better photographed than experienced. : )

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