Ducklings

Little feet, six if them Paddling along. Six little eyes gazing Anywhere but ahead Inevitable clunks. They meander And swander off Swimming in zigzags of flowy lines. But the second mom turns Unison. Conformity. One solid vision of toddlerhood Swarming and screeching “Mama, mama” Like…

12th Hour – Shift (Text prompt)

Circle stones of light encase us Vibrating pillars of shock light radiate the ethereal breaths of virgin upper consciousness as we lose earth’s fine in sync with spasmodic might melting the center pot we shift 🔥🧘‍♂️🔥

Hour 10: day it all began

let the sands of time turning as I relive each moment the day it all began I was only holding your hand on an evening over icecream fears, insecurities and doubts that nagged our paths melted with your touch this day when it all comes…

Hour Twelve – Snow White, Retold

Snow White, Retold Seven dwarves who worked in a mine Came home from their labors to find Their beds were all made Their bills were all paid But the girl now in charge was hardlined Snow White was never no dope She made them all…

I saw (Hour #12)

I saw you last year on the news; you were the one clothed in blue and gray, you were the one who’s smile seemed faked, you were the one who had a sad eye on a happy face, you were the one who shed unseen…

Orange Candy

Orange Candy Prized possession only shared among best friends a fight here, a scuffle there getting along once again just for an orange candy Hour 9 @varenyas

May Mother be a Celebration

“No one reads hardback anymore,” he said, sunflower glasses perched on a perfect nose. “Beats knitting,” I replied, his beach bag brimming with yarn and cheddar cheese crackers. “Clearing my mother’s space,” sadness. A splash of mud. “Just finishing.” Wine glasses. A mile of thick…

As Above, So Below

But the filthy open secret about life is that it goes on. An impartial, material universe that still has a sense of irony so strong that it might let the eternal recurrence of this life ooze into the next. As above, so below, and a…