They sat in the sunshine on the steps of one of the old houses. One boy was pale and skinny, he looked as if he'd been ill and was just beginning to recover. The other one was shorter and looked healthier. Both wore the regulatory crew-cut in the fashion of these years, and short trousers. … Continue reading Two boys
Author: Sisyphus47
The Muse
Photo by Andy on Pexels.com "Look! You have a brand new year in front of you! Time to undertake what you did not do last year..." Her voice was not that I remembered, somewhat deeper, coming from further away. "I know, all these things I thought of, and never started. The books I did not … Continue reading The Muse
#WRITEPHOTO – THE FROZEN LAKE
Ice contains no future, just the past, sealed away.Haruki Murakami Last time we walked near the lake was in Autumn. Then, we watched a kingfisher, bright flash of colours, in the silence of the woods. Today there is no colour, the ice is deep, we only hear the sound of the wind through the naked … Continue reading #WRITEPHOTO – THE FROZEN LAKE
Connections
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com You know, the Owl said, there is a reason, a reason why the planets are the shape they are, all different, and made of different elements, all of them. The function dictates the shape, and the matter in them. But, he continued, there is more: what applies to the solar … Continue reading Connections
A wise owl
Photo by Petr Ganaj on Pexels.com I trust what he says, and you must admit, these days, trusting what anyone says is rather unusual. Our sad truth is that we are surrounded by constant lies, wherever we turn, whenever it is. This is the spectacle, aggravated a thousand times. So, now, I only listen to … Continue reading A wise owl
Bridge #Writephoto
Inspired by KL Caley's prompt I thought I knew the place, the calm water, the sky, the well-maintained banks. Today no sound of a heavy barge to trouble the silence: but there, the solid reality of the bridge, and no human in sight. How could I have missed it before? Walking along this path it … Continue reading Bridge #Writephoto
I was there, and then I forgot
I knew how easily we can get diverted, from our objectives, our way of life, our loves. Further than that is brainwashing, when we end up forgetting our most cherished beliefs, perhaps even, for a few frightening seconds, our faith. Then comes the alarm, how could this happen, what am I becoming, and this means … Continue reading I was there, and then I forgot
Nostalgy
It was there, the street, the trees, the light of passing traffic, the dying sun rays. It was winter, the air was cold. Suddenly it's all gone: the dream is over, the light faded, the rain came. Was it ever real, the long stairway, the high ceiling, the flowers on the balcony, the canal. The … Continue reading Nostalgy
Tower #writephoto
Today's prompt You knew I would come back, not only because I said I would, but also because you could read into the future as well as the past. But this was long ago, and now that I am here I am at a loss as to where to find you. This place is familiar, … Continue reading Tower #writephoto
Lake #writephoto
weekly #writephoto They were back, after all that time, back in the forests they loved, and by the lake. There was no noise, part from the low howling of the eastern wind in the trees, and from time to time the sound of water droplets from where a fish, or its ghost, came to the … Continue reading Lake #writephoto
Of Glass & Paper 