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
Death
Crown #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt "Will they be waiting for us? It doesn't look so far, just a few steps, not a big deal, not as if we had to go on a boat, as some have to. And there is no island, just a circle of stones..." Indeed, there are several gates to enter Paradise.
Offering #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt Time has now come. I expect her, I have long expected her, and, now, I know she's there, close to the gates. She bears the chalice. From it, I will drink, to the last drop. And so, the prophecy will be fulfilled, the order restored, the gods appeased. Do I regret … Continue reading Offering #writephoto
Our hidden secret #writephoto
Hidden The small stream is known to local children, and to the occasional wanderers. For us, I know, it has meaning, one of the places where our spirits shall meet, and remember the past. We once ran over those rocks, splashing each other, in the bright light of Spring. Then, we were happy, we … Continue reading Our hidden secret #writephoto
Cracked #writephoto
Inspired by Sue Vincent's Thursday photo prompt The ground was dry, it would be some days before rain fell again, perhaps longer. As we walked through the field we saw the small shell, among the debris of the last harvest: was it murder, theft or accident? You looked at me and said: "Just … Continue reading Cracked #writephoto
Messenger #WritePhoto
Inspired by Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo Prompt I know he will come, one day, or, better, one beautiful evening, a calm, unhurried flight punctuated, at dusk, by the black birds' song, and, even, if I am lucky a nightingale's. They know me, they know I admire them, and they keep looking down at that … Continue reading Messenger #WritePhoto
Weekly Writing Challenge: Golden Years
For this week’s writing challenge, we’re asking you to explore what age means to you. Is the the loss of youth, or the cultivation of wisdom? Do things get better as you grow older, or worse? There are many ways to interpret age, often depending on your relationship with the passing of time. I hear … Continue reading Weekly Writing Challenge: Golden Years
I want you
I want you I’m searching for you Endlessly Though you’re close So close I can touch you I want more, I want it all I am lost, without you In me In my soul My Lady I will face the legions of Hell For you I will die on the cross For your name: Love … Continue reading I want you
Of Glass & Paper 