Salty sweat stung his eyes. The air was cool against his skin as he climbed, pine trees adding shade to the cooling effect. He knew when he stopped moving he would have trouble keeping warm. Maybe he should just keep going all night long. He could navigate by the North Star and . . .

Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “salt.”


Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

2 thoughts on “Salt”

  1. This prompt brings to mind a beautiful passage written by the famous Lebanese poet, Kahlil Gibran regarding salt. To paraphrase it, it reads something like this: “There must be something strangely sacred about salt. It’s in our tears and also in the sea.” I remember having read this in one of his books when I was in college, and it has remained with me all these years.

  2. I could taste the salt when I labored in the San Diego sun. Not one day, but many brought about labor, pain, and salt. The daily grind from early morning to night seemed endless. The long arduous runs occupied the mind and produced salt. Producing salt develops mind and body.

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