The jonquils are beginning to bloom. This is a photo taken about the same time of the year in 2010 (Fujifilm FinepixA607). Golden leaves in the background belong to the elm tree. That branch is no longer there, having fell last year.
Writing 101, Day Seventeen: My Greatest Fear (warning: might be stressful)
Writing 101, Day Seventeen: Your Personality on the Page
What are you scared of? Address one of your worst fears. If you’re up for a twist, write this post in a style that’s different from your own.
I have never tried a Diamante Poem before, so hope I have the structure right.
MY FEAR
DEATH
SUDDEN, BLOODY
DRIPPING, DRUNKEN, DYING,
DISASTER, CORPSE, KILLER, MISCHANCE
SCREAMING, NUMBED, CRYING
FEARFUL, DREAMLESS
LIFE
My biggest fear is that this accident could happen to me again. If it did, I fear for my sanity. I have not had any sort of counselling for this, so it lays dormant until I look at it. I have not felt the pain this bad for quite a long time. Perhaps, I should have let sleeping dogs lie.
For a newspaper clipping of this accident, go to this page.
Christine R 
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