Deserted fileds 2

Its about two O’clock , there are barely any clouds in the sky, well except for that little patch of grey that shields the sun  from me. Out in the open nothingness of field amidst the collage of  half-dried  maize crops and weeds intermingled. There is a mixture of  warmth which the daylight gives and a lingering chill.

A yellowish-orange ball of  something quite similar to an energy orb depicted in that manga comic, turned cartoon, turned epic failure of a movie  in which the characters turned into a sort of hyper mode before they were really able to do any damage( which they had made full recoveries from, come the next episode) to each other oscillates from the earths core  through a hole in the ground out there in the middle of nowhere into the sky where it is still for a few seconds darkening the entire field, the ball of consuming energy emits jets of lightning with a soft crackle and then back to the earth’s core from whence it had come.

It repeats this  journey

Absens Haeres Non Erit.


~ by The Fat Diaries on January 2, 2014.

2 Responses to “Orb”

  1. …For oft, when on my couch I lie
    In vacant or in pensive mood,
    They flash upon that inward eye
    Which is the bliss of solitude – wordsworth

    Not really relevant but for some reason the post reminded me of this poem.

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