I stood waiting at the traffic lights with a few other humans, and I noticed her immediately: her posture, the recognisable signs of strength and gentleness. There are some very beautiful beings in this city, but this was enough for me to keep my eyes on her, as the traffic roared past us. She … Continue reading Encounter with an Angel, a pre-Christmas tale
Thursday photo prompt What we see, the beauty around us, the clear water, the trees... We do not have words, in your language, to express our admiration, no, our love for your world. Where we come from, but you could not start imagining what it means, there is no such beauty. I should say, … Continue reading Span #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt Emulating Kafka, on the shore, I watch the waves, and wonder. Is time a mere oscillation of the sea? Is Gaia alive only for as long as the waves roll in? This water world, will it dry out, like Arrakis? Who are the Fremen of this world? I do not … Continue reading Small #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt Beyond is our world: this is the threshold, how far mortals can trade. Beyond is where we belong, we, who once lived and haunt these woods. Beyond you can see us for who we are: the way humans were, Before the Fall.
Turning Yesterday... We walked in this valley, under the burning sun, hand in hand, believing in the eternal summer. Yesterday, perhaps, more than you, my love, I longed for Autumn, and the fall of leaves. Did I believe Time had stopped? Did I believe Earth was flat, after all? Or was I inebriated, drunk … Continue reading Turning #writephoto
Caught The woods are asleep, all is immobile, and silent, under the searing heat. Well, not all. For the unforgiving eye is there, ensuring nothing escapes. For this is our fate: we have plundered and polluted our world, and, now, we will pay the price.
Conflagration We waited for the storm, the lightning, the thunder, But it did not come, instead, the sky behind the hills In one brief instant, was alight, as if the true God Wanted to warn us: the glorious sunset reminded us That we are nothing without Mother Earth.
Weather and people's moods... Sunlight brightens her soul, then she's sweetness and grace. Low clouds and signs of rain and her eyes go misty: away with her dreams, lost to us. Thunder and high winds push her yet further away, in a corner of her kingdom inaccessible to mortals. Gaia is her maiden name. Image: … Continue reading #DailyPost: Climate Control #Fifty
All the world’s countries have decided that the Internet itself needs a government. Your country asks you to run for Prime Minister of the ‘Net — do you accept? If so, what will your platform be? I know that, for most of you, its true origin is a mystery: but please believe me, the past … Continue reading Daily Prompt: New Internet Order
When you gaze out your window — real or figurative — do you see the forest first, or the trees? I see the world reflected in your eyes For what I see you have seen first A long time before I was born ~ And now the colours are the colours you see The shapes, … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Landscape