No one in the fields, Tiny rest in shield. Technology change, Every people are strange. Seeds get the destroyed by pesticides, No one to see when they have sight. Alone house and hungry mouse, Alone trees and pleasant breeze. No one to enjoy except the…

If I only had one day. How would you live it? What would you do in a short period of time? To live out your last hours, And in a run of a day.      

Hour Six Prompt 6 Taking the Air   When I was a child  and my grandmother lived with us,  she got out in the  fresh air  nearly every day. She kept up  with the neighborhood as she toured, with my friends’ families and  with the…

The Time Capsule An old metal box, dirt pasted to it, sits at the side of the hole that will be the basement. I’m here, as I am every day, to check on the progress of our house. Up till the past few days there’s…

Red, yellow, and blue, We see colours everywhere; Colourful empire.

What does she do when it’s gone Everything she wanted Hoped for Dreamed of One day gone all of it A pawn in the world’s chaos Struggling here Dying there This world died long ago Humanity gone Compassion where But who was she to judge…

Spending time for watching the movement of the short hand. It takes much more time to notice it b‎ut, daily it vain. Watching it daily it have become as my hobby, We will feel quite boring and sleepy when we start to see it, Watching…

I flex the muscles of my mind To stretch back, reach out, try to find Why I suddenly recall a summer day When all around is a gloomy grey. Laburnum in a vase, a fresh fruit platter, Picnic by the pool, laughing and chatter, Are…

Hour 8, Prompt 16, Year 2021 Ding dong! “The next stop is Embarcadero.” The cry of a child Clatter of skin against train The squeak of the sliding doors A flood of voices exiting the train Noise The rushed chatter of passengers The call of…

Prompt 3 – Use the Image above   Hour 3   Her Enchanted Place   She stood on the rocks below the wind-scraped, two-story house where her grandparents had lived and where she had played beneath the bridge every summer from when she was eight…