Fall comes fast and furious in ochre and goldenrod jewels that seeming shoved aside the abundant verdant hues of summer. For all its warm beauty I am cognizant of the oncoming days when grayed twisted bodies, shrouded in mounds of white fluff, exchange its colorful jewels for icy diamonds that drip from limbs that will scratch at the too cold skies of winter.
As I kneel in one of the garden beds, the loss of warmth and color sadden me. It’s peaty scent, petrichor after the last thunderstorm momentarily bely the seasons in my mind. I am reminded after winter comes spring and the better days that then follow. Pruning, turning over earth in preparation I remind myself I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace. Thus I bury my autumn doldrums in thoughts of spring for now.
dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Prosery: When it comes to Katherine Riegel
Sanaa (aka adashofsunny) would like for us to write a Prose piece which includes the line:
“I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.” from the poem, “What I would like to grow in my Garden.” by Katherine Riegel.
Write a piece of flash fiction or other prose up of up to or exactly 144 words,
Including the given line from the poem.
Raivenne-lations 
Lovely. The Autum doldrums and Spring’s have for great balance rather than an imbalance.
Much💛love
Thank you.
Very nice work. Spring does stir that desire to plant and grow flowers!
Yes, spring does. Thanks.
Very lyrical, descriptive prose. I loved how you made this ode to Autumn and Spring so personal. Enjoyed reading this.
Thank you, Nitin.
Lovely perspective!
Thanks.
This is gorgeous, gorgeous writing here, Raivenne! 😍 I feel the melancholy associated with the season, so palpable that I can taste it. And oh, the scent that follows after a thunderstorm, (we had one today) resonates so much, I love the detailing here and the way you have woven in the line and made it your own. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt. 💘💘
Why thank you, Sanaa! Thanks for an intriguing prompt.
You’re most welcome! 🥰🥰
I love this… we need to hope for spring to overcome the darkness that soon will come to embrace us with its sorrowful dampness
Yes, we do. Thanks Björn.
Raivenne, such exquisite prose passage. I feel like I was kneeling there beside you. My favorite part:
“icy diamonds that drip from limbs that will scratch at the too cold skies of winter.”
Thank you! I’m kind of partial to that line myself.
You’re welcome.