Write a blog post in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, whether flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post should:
- include the word "imago" in the title
- include the following 4 random words: "miasma," "lacuna," "oscitate," "synchronicity,"
Check out the other entries here. I'm entry 70 among a sea of awesome entries. And without any further ado, here is my entry....
The Imagoes
Cordelia was drowning in a miasma. She struggled against the noxious air choking her, gripping deep into her lungs that ached for air. Just when she felt all was lost a swarm of butterflies arrived in a moment of perfect synchronicity. The fluttering insects swirled around her, creating a comforting lacuna. Cordelia breathed deeply, feeling the clean air oscitate through her parched lungs. The moment Cordelia had caught her breath and was enjoying the kaleidoscopic cocoon of butterflies surrounding her, they flitted off to their next destination. One butterfly lingered, its tiny beat of wings caressing her cheek before joining its swarm.
Cordelia awoke, gently rubbing the spot. The vividness of the dream struck her as odd, considering she'd never even seen a butterfly before.
I LOVE butterflies so I really like this piece. It's a nice dream you paint for her. I wouldn't want to wake up.
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Brilliant!! What a lush beautiful dream!!! Yay! Well done you! take care
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A lush and vivid visual.
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Nicely done. The words actually work in yours. Mine is #29
ReplyDeleteVery vivid descriptions, though I don't understand how she never saw a butterfly before.
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery! I'm also curious as to why Cordelia has never seen a butterfly.
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Great descriptions, and I'm with everyone else, I want more! What world does she live in where she's never seen butterflies?
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery. I could read more. I need to know why she had never seen a butterfly before. Nice job!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous descriptions! I could just about feel the butterfly wings caressing my cheeks, too!
ReplyDeleteWhat a vivid, beautiful dream. I loved your piece.
ReplyDeletestrange and mesmerizing!
ReplyDeletenice flow!
Unusual and sweet ~ I love butterflies! ; )
ReplyDeleteso hopeful!
ReplyDeleteHmm. The dream. I really like how you ended it, with the character not having see a real butterfly. Makes me wonder why. Good imagery here.
ReplyDeleteGreat job, Jenn! :)
I liked how you worked the words in. Interesting dream and I wonder why she's never seen a butterfly. Good job!
ReplyDeleteI used the word oscitate differently than you did. I used it like this: My mouth oscitated in awe over your story. And that's the truth.
ReplyDeleteThat was lovely. Nice use of the words. Everything flowed naturally and the imagery was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteNever seen a butterfly? Now that's intriguing. ; )
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely imagery, with a curious ending. Very well done!
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful imagery--I thoroughly enjoyed. I am also a christian and I'm working on a YA book as well so I have followed your beautiful blog. :)
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Creative use of required words. Very good micro fiction. Good job!
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