Back against the world Facing a towering wall Resurgence alive *Inspired by the image prompt

I had a condensed fear when the wind howled at night in my surroundings. Every soul would be dearly missed. The Death has loved us since we were still alive. A pain in the chest touched my heart in agony, for the four foes that…

She’s always talking to people, strangers in the street, in the shops, or at the station, on her runs.   She meets them with a smile and says good morning – every damn time. A lovely day! Good day! Hello!   Who does she think…

EDUCATION Transfer of knowledge happens even in birds and bees Mother bird teaches the child how to fly from the trees The lion teaches the cub how to hunt Even pigs teach their piglets how to grunt Knowledge sharing is known as education This happens…

   Last days at [insert location]   The only memory the almost broken Sewing machine holds is of my fathers Feet as they sync into it to weave my mothers Yarn.so we let the machine stay, we take another Look at the room, everything seemed…

FREEDOM A few months ago, the thought never came, That a new virus would come, and life would never be the same! A few months ago, the thought never came, That even going out of the house would never be the same. A few months…

War Zone I’m in a bunker, sandbags piled all around, barely able to keep my head up, for fear of incoming rounds. I’ve taken some direct hits, already, and may or may not be able to withstand more. Could you help me, carry a message…

WOMAN A woman is an angel on earth Shamefully only a very few know her worth Every woman is a combination of beauty and brains She can bravely walk through any pain Every woman is unique in her skills And she can master any work…

The worst part of all the fuss is never knowing when the circus comes to play. The whirling carousel vertigo and warped fun-mirror migraines post no schedule and schedule no warning and leave no room for proper function in the ring, despite the ever-increasing demand…

Writing is like a building, with a roof made up of love a wall of hatred. I’m a writer, I might pinch or punch your ceilings, Do not describe my words as your feelings, I have the word you have the feelings. Not yet old,…