Hour 10

I have always thought drowning a more fitting death than being burnt alive. Though I hope to be cremated, my ears don’t wish to bear witness to my personal demise. I can imagine the way the flame licks my fingers, the sheer beauty of it…

Mýthos

I woman I knew once caught a talking frog So she said. The frog – leopard variety – large, green Not only spoke but could read preferring Studs Terkel Rhetorically asking the frog what would happen if she kissed him he replied ‘nothing’ Curiosity piqued,…

Cute leapord

Hour – 1   You always thought, the leopards are violent, they are a sinner in your eyes It’s the Almighty who gave them such lives Even if they crave peace, they are helpless. You presumed they are fierce this is the eternal ethos He…

No words

It is now hour ten and I do not have more words Try as I might the well has run dry and my brain is no longer crafting phrases I have searched my mind Even in the deep recesses Still I am forced to stare…

Warrior Dove

I’ve tried being peaceful and cooing my song. But this shit’s untenable; it’s gone on far too long. So I’m giving up peace and going on the attack. All you privileged white men had best watch your backs! My wingspan is strong and will bring…

The Lazy Honeybee – hour 10

Hour 10, Prompt 10   The Lazy Honeybee   The other bees grew weary of Larry droning on about his sore wing.   Laden with pollen Larry refused to carry because of his wing,   the other bees darted to and fro, past him lounging…