(NOTE: I did not like the prompt given, so I wrote something different. It still needs a lot of work.)   Rejection   I All life is a rejection of what went before. We must grow and change. To stand still in one place is…

Hour 2 My cherished memory is a picture of my grandma sitting at our dining room table with the wallpaper flowers behind her. I remember feeling excitement when she and my uncle came down from “up north” in mid Michigan. I remember getting Little Ceasar’s…

dumpster diver closing the recycle bin he knows her secret

                                                                                Poem no 5 I have a series of paintings in red and black. Some sixteen of them in all. Before I did not like the colour black And rarely used red. Then I developed bad headaches They did not leave me day nor night…

Fixing my attitude Though it’s a wicked life Cleaning in sweet sad solitude My messes that brought strife Why watch the rain under the shade When I can dance in it? It soon slows to a drizzle Pit-a-pat pit-a-pat It’s the sound of a life…

peek over the edge all eternity dancing cosmic dust bunnies [Prompt Six: The earth is actually flat, you look over the edge and what do you see?]

INDELIBLE INK CLUE ! Darkness masked in the Ghatkopar-Mankhurd link street, A grim realization, seriousness of lifestyle, could also 2019 mark a twist so dark A story about intrigue in which mystery without solution Kiran Wankhede, the man with the overlap, His hand stained with…

Over The Edge   What do I see when I look over the edge of a flat earth? NOTHING!!!!!

    Up at the attic, I saw my twin, Hang her head, I watch her dead. I promised not to speak, Everything’s a bleak. She wishes for this to happened, She ends her despair. Back then, we played a lot of hide and seek,…

The mystery isn’t In those fascinating Cobra fangs Nor in spiders waltzing Willingly into Their wives’ lacy webs Nor in the flapping orange Glory of conflagrations That recycle thriving forests Nor in the natural Heartbeat of a river Repeatedly eating its own banks No The…