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Chaos threatened. Its whispers had seduced them. Continue reading Versus
Chaos threatened. Its whispers had seduced them. Continue reading Versus
She watched the carnival of souls parade past wearing ghostly masks… Continue reading Kilig
Frost comes, flowers fade. Snow falls; winter blankets all. Primrose sprouts through snow. for today’s prompt for Writing with Jishnu: Flowers, Metaphor and haiku Continue reading A Floral Haiku
To Live and Die in Starlight To live and die in starlight—my dark tomb I await as my last breath space swallows. Static–no rescue from this chill’d, stark womb. No shining rebirth as stars do follows this silent end of asphyxiation. No state funeral, no six gun salute– No alien felled me for my nation. No blanket of flags to warm my spacesuit. My ship, my headstone, one more asteroid, ablaze amid earth’s atmosphere, streaming ash from astronaut Lloyd, dead in the void. He lived and died in starlight bleak and cold, No warmth of flesh, no smile to behold. … Continue reading To Live and Die in Starlight
Two Skeletons Embracing, Side by Side. Two skeletons embracing, side by side. Life’s not ending as it should, if those bones aren’t embracing in the earth. Side by side they rattle folks, remind us bags of bones, that death is stalking us with every breath. Two skeletons embracing on a bench, a photographer’s trick on cheating death? Perhaps a macabre scene meant to quench, our natural fear of what comes next, after death’s scythe falls and separates us from life. All Hallows Eve we play at ghosts, never thinking about our life ending, too rife with possibility, each day pushes death away, ’til one day back it rushes. … Continue reading Two Skeletons Embracing, Side by Side – Thursday Picture Prompt #34
Two Sparks Meeting, Heart to Heart Two sparks meeting, heart to heart, celebrate a life beginning. A life whose leading saved us all, a life that resonates down through the ages, a life whose bleeding cleansed us all, a life whose end raised us up, a life worth sharing, heart to heart, as two sparks meeting light the night. Two sparks burning up in love, two hearts yearning for divine sparks to take root, two hearts beating now as one, two sparks separating at birth, two hearts now watch with love, two sparks sleep in the sun. Two hearts aging, life is done, leaving two sparks … Continue reading Two Sparks Meeting, Heart to Heart
The Pearl and the Fool I rolled the pearl round my palm, through layers of nacre, I saw the shade’s enchantment. No grace needed to break the cursed layers. Though drowning in magic, its argument, malformed, made the spell’s body easily broken–any street mage could have done it. In the end, the fool had chosen poorly. No doubt he tilted at Windmills, that fit the desperate mindset of the patron who’d bought the pearl to give to a child born today, to adorn heels for its matron. Fool lived on a precipice that grew corn. His stupidity was immortalized when in trade, he offered corn, caramelized. For this week’s Wordle Me a Reverie prompt, the bolded words … Continue reading The Pearl and the Fool: a Wordle Me a Reverie Prompt
By the Dots I play by the dots, connect them, throw them at the walls to see what sticks. Drop them out the window to see if they bounce, cut them, twist ’em round, stretch ’till they break, wring them out, shoot out their holes, fling them into outer space to see if they’ll orbit or break out– but they fall meteorite bright booster rocket broken to land smack dab center of my prose and punctuate my rambling woes–how dare you add exclamation points, periods, commas, colons– you bumbling dots quit fumbling my meaning, appoint another task for that damn question … Continue reading A Sonnet by the Dots – The Daily Post
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