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
Thursday photo prompt "This fell not far from us," she said in a trembling voice. Her companion replied, not just to reassure her, "That's true, but now we know where it came from!" And so it is with most human actions, there is always a return, sometimes with even more fume...
It's a time for soft compromise in the dim light, as diffused clouds attempt to swallow the world: even the crows fly skeptical, nothing to see here, bar the blank page. Image: Rabenkräheschwarm, von Frank Liebig - Archiv Frank Liebig, CC BY-SA 3.0 de, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=75539705
Weekly Writing Prompt #153 Away from this stage, is another test - another round, where force plays no role, but the changing face, the soft verses, of an everlasting poem... Photo: Jardins du Luxembourg, Paris, ©2013 Honoré Dupuis
Wings A silent sweep above the early Summer moor, a flash of light, and she's gone... I felt the soft flutter, an angel flew by me, clueless mortal, accident of organic chemistry...
Thaw He remembered: in his youth, this landscape would have been covered with snow, frozen, for several weeks, even, on a colder year, for months. Now, the thaw had come before Christmas. They'd had two snow storms, and, perhaps, it would be all for the winter... But he knew. Despite all the speeches, the … Continue reading Thaw #writephoto
Weekly writing prompt #115 "This is no star," she said, gobbling her food, "but a very big planet..." "It would be a big deal, if the word existed for a planet bigger than its star," she continued, her satisfied smile reflecting her internal peace, "but alas, it doesn't: just a curiosity..." Image: courtesy Science daily, … Continue reading A word of peace #fivewords
When they left the S-Bahn station a thin drizzle was falling on the deserted sidewalks of Wedding. It was about 1:30 in the morning, there was hardly any traffic, dawn was still some hours away. They were tired of carrying their luggage: it had been a long journey, all the way from the other … Continue reading “Suspicious, but still benign…”
Inspired by Sue Vincent's Thursday Photoprompt At first his vision was not clear, as if the world around him was out of focus. Minutes passed, then, step by step, he started making sense of what he was looking at. He was in some sort of cave, and far, far away in front of him, … Continue reading The tunnel #writephoto
Inspired by the Secret Keeper's writing prompt, Monday, May 29th The warm wind is blowing little clouds of fluffy seeds, the air is still, Higher up in the sky we see the spirals of complexity, a world of uncontrollable danger: No aerosol ban can change the fact, Our species is slowly vanishing...