Once these were busy thoroughfares On a green and sunny day Water rushing up from the roots Processed food being carted away. This was an oxygen- processing unit, too, Till the air itself turned into fog, And the winter chill settled itself down To write…

2022 prompt/hour 12: “my hobby can beat up your hobby”   Generic questions are offered when meeting most people Generic answers are given back by most too What do you do for a living? Are you married? Do you have kids? Or if not –…

2022 prompt/hour 11: “In memory of Helen”   I walk there, to see her – taking a folding chair I cannot go in  – between covid and cancer treatment it isn’t safe I sit beneath her verandah – she on her own chair, well above…

Whispering zephyrs secrets reveal The old village Banyan tries hard to conceal Underneath the cloak of stygian skies lay stories concealed from seeing eyes and floods of tears from forced goodbyes But time is the keeper of all tales blind yet partial to some details…

Chores and kids seems to go together; Do the dishes, Stop doodling silly wishes, Get the fishes, Clean the peaches, You’re not allowed alone on beaches; Responsibly learn what life teaches. But should chores and teens sing the same chorus? Go do the laundry, Hands…

Where is the road which one must take? I’ve been searching a while now for a signboard – oh! There is one; but, wait, what does it say? This way is the right path carved out by someone ranked knowledgable. A decent sized job that…

You never met your father’s grandfather but you know him through evening tales you know him in songs of him you know that he is the first generation of pride   When your father tells your history he tells you to hit your chest and…

This is when the going gets random, Surprise attack!  My word tank just ran empty, there’s nowhere the words come from. Should we retell the story of the ark? Or sit at a quiet tea party? I’d rather sugest silence to be a norm, but…