In spite of travel bans, closed borders, and lockdowns, And necessary isolation between you and me, I know I will see you again, my beautiful world, For life is resilient in its hope and continuity. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #150 from Sammiscribbles: Continuity in exactly 35 words.
Photo from Pixabay for the Sunday Photo Fiction Looking through the fence, expecting to see you arrive. Your promises sounded so real that time around. Mama'd told me not to get my hopes up too high. But I couldn't believe that you would let me down. You didn't even call me after the last time,... Continue Reading →
Life was a muddle. No hope for a change to come. Then, your love saved me. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #149 from Sammicribbles: Muddle om 16 words exactly.
We are aked to write a post, using the theme of isolation, for Reena's Exploration Challenge #126. Here is mine: Isolation feels like safety to my hurting heart. I just need to escape the inhumanity of others. I stay nestled in my home, away from everyone, From the harmful words they use, I take cover.... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Raindrops are falling. Flowers drink heaven's water. Beauty is renewed. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The prompt is Raindrops.
Alex Stoddard New neighbors bought a tiny house Of less than five hundred square feet. I warned them that nothing that small Could all of their needs and wants meet. They chose not to listen to my wisdom, Constructing it with quite a loud hubbub. But, when they finished and needed a bath, They found... Continue Reading →
Cheery Trees in Bloom in Japan from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Cotton candy boughs! Beauty of nature displayed. Spectacular view! Written for Heeding Haiku in Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The theme is cherry trees in bloom.
Tulip from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie An open flower. Harbinger of coming spring. My hope is renewed. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, February 12, 2020, from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: an open flower.
from Shichigoro Shingo I held out a flower to the lady soldier, Aware that she saw me as her enemy. It's rubbish to think that our differences Mean that we must always disagree. But, man hasn't always learned to love Others unlike him, much to my chagrin. Instead, they've let their differences Bring the world... Continue Reading →
