The Trio

On By Baydreamer - Lauren ScottIn Prose, Writing

An icy gust shadows him around the corner grazing his earlobe, cold chills ripple down his spine. But his Italian wool threads not only portray prosperity, but they also combat the frosty temperature while he slides onto black leather behind the wheel. Success sits in his suit pocket, having propelled him to the top rung of the corporate ladder. He accelerates in the Night Blue Porsche. A satisfied smile forms because he knows his arrival is highly anticipated.

Down the street, she walks in her own bubble, and it’s as though she controls that gust, tamping it down to a gentle breeze. Her silver heels click on the sidewalk as she moves effortlessly. With cell on speaker, passersby become privileged to thrilling updates, and then she adds, “Have you heard the latest?” But gentle breeze be gone, she buttons up her long, wine-red coat, tightening the belt as the roaring wind wraps around her like a python. When the hailed driver meets the curb, she smugly skims over the back seat, phone chat undisturbed.

And across the way, huddled against a weathered building, he daydreams of warmth, the wind chill forcing its way through his tattered jacket – he fantasizes about lying beneath layers of fleece and wool, comfort permeating from his shaggy long brown hair to his olive-green socks full of holes. But no complaints slip through his chattering teeth. Homelessness may be his current address; however, sadness will never be his default emotion. Instead, his eyes watch as his mind formulates hope.

© Lauren Scott, baydreamerwrites – All rights reserved.
Photo: Pixabay
A repost/revision.

58 thoughts on “The Trio”

  6. So much food for thought Lauren!
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    ‘But no complaints slip through his chattering teeth. Homelessness may be his current address; however, sadness will never be his default emotion. Instead, his eyes watch as his mind formulates hope.’

  15. I so love the three gorgeous images that form the whole of this story, especially the description of that woman moving with the wind and the homeless man formulating hope. ❤

  17. Absolutely fabulous blog post Lauren. I have said this before and I will say it again you are very good at writing poetry and stories.

    I really enjoyed reading this one “The Trio” and my favorite phrase it is this “Her heels clicking on the sidewalk as she moves effortlessly” – 🔥🔥

    As I was reading my mind was imagining the scenario of the activity happening in real life👏

    1. I can’t thank you enough for your kind words, Mthobisi. They are truly appreciated. I’m glad you enjoyed this write and could imagine each scenario playing out. Have a wonderful week ahead, and thanks again! 🙏🏻🙏🏻

  18. “Homelessness may be his current address; however, sadness will never be his default emotion. Instead, his eyes watch as his mind formulates hope.”

    Fantastic writing! I loved the theme and how you chose to portray it!

  19. What a stark difference on so many levels, Lauren. Not only between wealth and poverty but blindness and awareness, indifference to others versus emotional sensitivity. There’s also a subtle commentary on resilience and the human capacity for peace and joy regardless of circumstances. Your characterization and imagery are spectacular too. Loved this!

    1. Well said, Diana, and I appreciate your insight. This used to be a poem, but I decided to expand it into more of a prose piece. Homelessness is more prevalent these days, and over the holidays, I drove by a homeless camp with made up signs reading “Merry Christmas” hanging on the tents. If that isn’t viewing the cup half full, I don’t know what is. You are a fantastic writer, so your wonderful words brighten my day. 🥰

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