From this window.
Pipes, mainly silver or grey.
Behind glass, maybe a green house, maybe
heating pipes.
Blue bars, red dials, a pressure gauge.
Black cladding.
More glass, a patch of grass or weeds.
Gravel.
A square of sky, grey too.
A brightness out of view, reflected on the
glass.
The sound of a motor, maybe a fan, constant.
The occasional clang of metal on metal.
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2 comments:
Keen eye, good way with words. Some great prose this month!Some of my best ideas come to me when I'm driving by myself.
:-)
Mx
Thankyou Mary- i'm surprised because i was a tad depressed looking out of the window at the pipes.
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