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Juliette Bentley


I am a teacher, writer and foodie. I lead a thriving RL Writer's Club and live in an incredible place of sunshine and beauty. I go under Banjodog and my published work can be found online.

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November 25, 2014

PROMPT: Open Prompt



The breeze tugs wantonly at the blackout curtain

persistently teasing it into play

as a toddler tugs at a parent's sleeve



The season's change has crept in.

The cold wind of aged winter

now reborn into childish glow,

a frivolous thing.

A gentle prepubescent  burgeoning

that will bloom into

the fullness of adult summer fruits,


ripening beneath Summer's passion.


reflecting upon the pool of time; that stillness,

the air will cool and wrap itself

around the memories of summer wine

to wait the brittle fingers

and old age to creak and  lost voices howl

into the darkness of the corpses sleep;

Winter's reclamation.


The season's turn.


I also write under Banjodog.


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