Friday, October 8, 2010

Indian's summer

Such a beautiful fire.

Skenandoa raked the singular pile of leaves into the shape of a bulging fresh grave of her third husband, tending and prodding stubborn red leaves with a stick as if trying to awaken a dead dog, the brilliant crackling leaves never bellowing smoke to irritate the eyes, but her black magpie eyes burning with the somber tears of another Autumn's passing.

It was a beautiful fire, smelling of burnt maple syrup on vagabond shoe leather. I did not talk to her but pointed to the yellow leaves afire, ripe for the pickin', towering above the white covered bridge still making for a lovely shade. Skenandoa pointed over my right shoulder, and following her gaze, I turned. A little deer standing upon orange leaves at the edge of the bridge watched us.
'Awanita,' Skenandoa whispered affectionately. I held my breath. She clapped her hands, startling me in its musket-fire echo, and standing side by side now, we watched the deer silently sprinting back across the wooden planks, retreating light-footed onto close cropped bluegrass.

Skenandoa playfully jabbed me in the ribs with the ash stick to see if the white man was dead.

17 Comments:

Blogger kathi harris said...

Raking leaves, piling them up, burning them ... all a part of autumn. I can c this scene so clearly.

10/09/2010 1:03 AM  
Blogger geoff said...

That's really nice. So many colours in there, and very atmospheric. Like it

Geoff Moore
Geoff Moore's Creative Writing Blog

10/09/2010 1:16 AM  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

glad you are still alive...smiles. i really dont want to rake leaves...

10/09/2010 1:24 AM  
Blogger Susannah said...

I really enjoyed the scene you painted with your words, Nice writing!

10/09/2010 4:35 AM  
Blogger kathew said...

I especially like this line:
"beautiful fire, smelling of burnt maple syrup on vagabond shoe leather" what vision you have!

10/09/2010 11:38 AM  
Blogger Helen said...

Black magpie eyes ... great Magpie!

10/09/2010 11:56 AM  
Blogger Angie Muresan said...

Very nice! I can imagine myself in the midst of nature.

www.angiemuresan.com

10/09/2010 11:59 PM  
Blogger Patience said...

a little freaky, but i like it loads. great short snap of imagery, really punchy.

10/10/2010 4:10 AM  
Blogger Reflections said...

Such colorful imagery... I could smell the smoke of the maple syrup on shoe leather. I could see the deer watching from the distance.

Nice magpie.

10/10/2010 9:13 AM  
Blogger willow said...

My Native American DNA is tingling and my Hoosier twang is twingling. :)

10/10/2010 10:40 AM  
Blogger signed...bkm said...

Loved all your wonderful images...like trying to wake a dead dog...etc...brillant write.....thank you...bkm

10/10/2010 1:04 PM  
Blogger Tumblewords: said...

Strong piece full of intrigue and multi-layers - I love it.

10/10/2010 10:20 PM  
Blogger Carrie Burtt said...

This is such a wonderful piece of prose...from the first line to the last...i love it! :-)

10/11/2010 9:30 AM  
Blogger Claudia said...

..smelling of burnt maple syrup on vagabond shoe leather..what a sentence! enjoyed your imagery in here

10/11/2010 3:52 PM  
Blogger Miss Nikki said...

It is wonderful. And I loved the imagery it evoqued. Thanks!

10/11/2010 11:19 PM  
Blogger RNSANE said...

You are a true artist, painting your canvas in such vibrant colors....well told!!

10/12/2010 6:27 PM  
OpenID writersisland said...

Invite you to try the prompts at Writer's Island...

10/13/2010 8:51 PM  

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