They appear overnight, out of nowhere, but still look as if they have been there for an eternity, indestructible, at the same time alien-looking and so familiar. Are they ghosts from a distant past, when no human being roamed the earth, or are they a reflection from the future, when once again we have disappeared … Continue reading Mushrooms #writephoto
Ghosts
Neptune #writephoto
Today's photo prompt The god wears a crown, so that passersby may think he's a king. He's waiting, trident poised, is he fishing? From the little bridge we observe him. The park is calm, silent, visitors are few. But we know: this is a magical spot, full of secrets. We never miss a chance to … Continue reading Neptune #writephoto
Untouchable
I remember the first months in the city, I was puzzled by people wearing black, as if in mourning. Months and years passed. Slowly, I wore darker clothes, without knowing why. Not only during the grey season, all the time. Did I forget Spring would come, clearer skies? Did I ignore the cheerful chorus … Continue reading Untouchable
Fallen leaves
This year it may have arrived late, but now, it is here. The time of the year when shadows play tricks, shallow shapes appear, as if conjured up by a malicious genie, and then disappear, erased. This lovely vision may not be real, those blond hair, flying in the light wind, are not what they … Continue reading Fallen leaves
Copper #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt It is not so far, where we met for the first time, when we were incredibly young, and so ignorant. Not so far in distance from here, but in time, we dare not say. We know, much have changed around us, everywhere. Except us. Wiser we are, and so much stronger. … Continue reading Copper #writephoto
Journey #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt "Insane", did you say? Yes, I agree, who wants to wander, alone, half naked, in this desolate landscape, other than a madman? But I am on a journey, probably a long journey. "Where are you going?" could you ask, but you won't. I want to find them all, all the ghosts, … Continue reading Journey #writephoto
Transition #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt I know, you're hesitating. For good reasons. It looks familiar, the small neat garden, the lavender, the path that leads to the ancient door... Yet, there is something different, or has something changed? You look at the old stones, at the bench, yes the bench, where you used to sit, next … Continue reading Transition #writephoto
Beyond #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.
Bright #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt Often we walked in those woods, you and me, when the bluebells shone, and the sky reminded us that Easter was close by. Today, the air is clear, the ground soft to our feet, as it was then. "What is the difference?" we could ask. But we don't. We both know. … Continue reading Bright #writephoto
Glimmer #writephoto
Glimmer "Beyond those hills is our home", he said softly to her ear, as they looked down the valley, toward the estuary. There the town was cradled, a thin glimmer of light against the darkness. She shivered a little, but not from cold. She thought again of the place, the wild garden, the old … Continue reading Glimmer #writephoto
Of Glass & Paper 