The Black Mirror

Day 235 

Autumn leaves waltzed with the wind on the black lake. Clear as a mirror, it reflected the stars and sun on its dark pristine waters. The wind could not ruffle it, and the levels could not ripple it. They merely twirled above it, perfect reflections dancing in time with them.


Written: 2 June 2016

Words: 50 

Inspired: song + idea + image in my head

x-posted

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s