Can’t remember where I found this meme, but for the past few days, I keep going back to it.
Month: June 2018
When The Dragons Came
When the dragons came, everyone froze, mouths agape. I mean, really, who expects dragons nowadays? Magic ran them off years ago. Yet, here they were, all eleven of them, swooping down to soft landings in the square. Just like they still owned the place. So far, they haven’t done much other than preen, flashing golden blue-green iridescence. It’s easy to forget these beauties don’t think twice about torching anyone who looks sideways at them. Jester found that out the hard way. That’s why me and my gaping mouth are over here giving them plenty of space. I’m no fool.
Writers Creed Challenge prompt: "when the dragons came" photo from Pinterest
Regret
Jilted. Received wedding invitation. Sent regrets.
Response to JI Rogers’ Six Word Story Challenge prompt “Regret”
Sunset
Response to JI Rogers’ Six Word Story Challenge prompt “Sunset”:
Immigrants desire ride into the sunset.
Medicine Wheel
Here’s another powerful, moving poem from wide-eyed wanderer: “Medicine Wheel”
Many thanks to dVerse for this moving prompt Medicine
Art work from Pixabay
Medicine Wheel
“We are all connected,
by the delicate strands
of the web of life”
Grandmother, what does it mean?
That I am you and you are me?
That we all are one, but none to see?
Is my brother’s pain less than my own?
Does it hurt less when pain’s not shown?
Is life a line, with beginning and end?
or does the circle come ’round again?
So many questions, race thru my mind
Can we be safe, and still be kind?
If I reach out to those in need
am I fooled by hidden greed?
Or do I merely plant a seed?
Will that seed take root and grow
or wither and die like so many before?
Grandmother gently takes my hand
“Our lives are like the grains of sand
tiny and inconsequential, nothing more
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