All my life I have gone my own way. It’s a lonely path filled with traps and dangers but also joy. Because ever-present in times of sorrow, in times of strength, self-respect dwells in me.

Babka prances, carrying a box proud to have captured cardboard prey the evisceration brief loud ripping and chewing so satisfying yet so simple and bloodless hunter quenched

Hr. 12 Prompt 21 Fours years ago I first became involved in this. Hadn’t written in years. You accepted me with open arms for the 24 in 24 hours. I was ecstatic and couldn’t wait to get started. How nice it was to be encouraged,…

……….Home A southern marsh, all green and brown Is the place we call our own Our first, most restful home. Here we were hatched,fledged and taught Here we sported, played, mock-fought With other nestlings. Wingtip to wingtip we filled the sky Exulting as we learned…

The honey bees buzz, Like a lemonade fizz. They take honey from flowers, They are Honey’s lover. They are very hurry, To take honey. If it is time to home, They return back to their comb.  

“As I was walking by the street, At night, I saw a car zoom past me, Not knowing who I was, Not knowing why I was there, To them, I was just another passing stranger, They glanced at, Through the corner of their eye, While…

hear the piano playing in the distance all around laughter fills the air the ferns are dancing with the wind as fireflies glow in the night sky like a lantern it is clear nature is alive and well

I slap a slice between slices of bread They call me unrefined, ill-bred. There are, I know, three kinds of cheese, The spread, the ‘sprinkle-on-pizza-piece’ Or the slice, as i said before, But you tell me of hundreds more?! Sourced from cows or sheep, mellowed,…

An amicable life fulfilled with hap, They could lead a charmed life, With infinity felicity. You may get a destiny, Or maybe a surprise power, To lead a amicable life. To win it we should be, Adorable with everyone, To be kind pleasant. To lead…

Al-Aqsa is in my heart and the settlers rip the fibres apart to chant death threats to my hollow chambers. If I do not survive to see the cerulean grief in the domes of my heart morph into the liberation of a country between the…