bird’s eye- view How insignificant these tiny things Depending on wheels, Or on metal wings. Moving along pre-set ways Unable to grasp, to understand The immensity of the sky. I ride an updraft, glide on high Spot with my stereoscopic eye A red car stopped…
Tag: #prompt22
Wake up, Gita!
I know its Sunday, but the hours will mot keep Don’t waste this day in unfeeling sleep. There’s so much to do, much to see Birds building nests, although the trees Stand undressed in the yard. On weekdays you have jobs to do This morning,…
White Feathers
A white feather, Alone Blowing through a Target parking lot, In the desert. A saucy Irishman once told me, He found them after his sister died. They were stuck in grass, Or doing cartwheels down the road, Snowflakes from an angel just beyond….
Like a Butterfly A Feather Is A
Like a butterfly which I know is a soul of departed That visits every time one misses her presence A feather so delicate is a soul just the same Out of nowhere it floats, when you call out her name As the feather floats and…
Cotton-Candy Land (hour 22, prompt 22)
Once upon a marshmallow morning In a cotton-candy land Children’s laughter everywhere As they did the candy dance Around trees of chocolate kisses At the Skittles rainbow’s end They danced and sang so merrily And held each other’s hands While fairies dusted them with sugar…
Dear Brother cum Friend
I know I drive you crazy, You too, sometimes are fussy… To me, you still are my li’l baby You know we both are choosy, Cheer up and take it easy.. I am sorry, I say frankly!! So do mummy and daddy! No matter how…