summer nasturtiums
flames crackle in winter hearth
meditate orange
Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between. View all posts by Sarah Potter Writes
I love that image ‘flames crackle in winter hearth’ – lovely metaphor.
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Thanks you, Andrea 🙂 I enjoy metaphors but am always mindful of not over-using them in my prose.
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How can I smell them?
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In your imagination 🙂
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