Window frames sweated
in the sticky heat of late summer’s evening.
Bats darted through the boughs of silhouetted trees.
The sky was bloodshot and the glassy surface of the sea
reflected the haze of a lazy Sunday.
Stars peppered the night sky like grape-shot.
Alison Jean Hankinson
The challenge for d’Verse #35 this evening was to create a quadrille containing the word pepper to celebrate the 50th anniversary of Sgt Pepper…
So this is my offering.
The images were from last night’s sunset as viewed from the upstairs of the house.
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That’s a lovely sunset. Those bats flying made me think of something peppering the sky. Although stars are white, they could be seen as peppering the sky.
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Another example of how versatile the word pepper is. Love those stars peppering the skies.
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Alison, I can identify with the opening lines! I love the image of bats and silhouetted trees and the stars peppering the night sky like grape-shot.
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I love this:
“The sky was bloodshot and the glassy surface of the sea
reflected the haze”
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Love the bloodshot sky… I wish I could see a sunset like that.
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That’s so picturesque. A sweaty evening and the sky peppered with stars like grape-shot. I definitely haven’t heard of grape-shot in a mighty long time
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Very clear descriptions. The heat oozes out of it.
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Wonderful imagery, and a clever ending!
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I love the summer nights ~ Lovely brush with: Stars peppered the night sky like grape-shot.
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very vivid…the bats against star peppered sky!
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Oooh, love the stars peppering the sky. Never saw it that way. Now, thanks to you, I will 🙂
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This line stood out for me: “Bats darted through the boughs of silhouetted trees.” What an image!
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Beautiful imagery!
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Great imagery and GREAT use of the word! 🙂
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We used to sit in my son’s back yard waiting for the nightly bat fly-by, thinking it quite fun … until we learned the bats were coming from his attic! Sometimes I long to be far from the city where one can truly see ALL the stars peppering the night sky. Great write!
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