Carol struggles in not knowing her provenance. She often barrels into people who try to dodge her, Staring into the remarkable faces along the seashore. But the reality is that the faces are starting to blur. The light and dark play tricks with her eyes, But there's no finale to hopes that her family she'll... Continue Reading →
False Prophets (or False Politicians)
False promises made. Disillusioned the masses. Now his crown has dropped! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Drop and Crown. With elections newly over, I thought this was an appropriate post.