Oct 22, 2011

Parkour

When one word can cause an eruption of images...
Whats to stop them evolving?





 

The instant reaction to this word was rebellion, graffiti, something rushed and adrenaline flowing.  I attempt a mental blank before revealing the word but once this thought process began it was difficult ignoring images of streets leaking through from previous exercises... 

She ran breathlessly, it was always so fast paced.  The air was sucked in with such force it stung her lungs, choking as she exhaled, leaving but a moment before she gasped for more.  Her feet showed none of the distress her internal organs were suffering, connecting with brick and concrete, releasing like a trigger to leap to the next obstacle.

Of course I could not possibly resist the ever present temptation to continue...


Her heart pumped frantically, its pulse vibrating from her fingertips and echoing against the empty walls as she clung to them.  The harshness grated her hands as she propelled herself onwards, always moving.  She laughed deliriously at the thought, keep moving, never stop, rebelling against stillness, only movement kept you alive!  Every muscle synchronised and in harmony flowing across and between everything she came across.  Soaring and tensed to embrace the suffocating solidity of the buildings around her.


How contagious it becomes, where do I stop?
Jaq xx

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