Pelt ⁂ rdp

She pelted him with a big, wet ball of soppy snow, hitting him firmly in the shoulder, laughing. The cold stung and burned but he'd never say so because the burning in his chest and cheeks far outmatched the cold spot on his arm. He loved her... Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.

Fury ⁂ rdp

Butterflies swirled and danced in the fury of the early autumn winds, intermingled with the falling reds and golds in sunlight. Tanka poetry Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.

Stay ⁂ rdp

Things were complicated No one wants to stay whereThings are unhappyToxic and unfulfilling But all too often Excuses are foundWith reasons to stay When the reasons to stay Should be to stay healthy Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.