This post is a response to Ermilia Blog’s weekly Picture it & Write! challenge. The blog mistresses provide an image (this week’s is to the right). You write a very short story or poem using the…
Tenacious Rays
On the rainforest floor
Richly green and always moist
It is not life which is persistent
Must be tenacious
Bold
Resourceful
Richly green and always moist
It is not life which is persistent
Must be tenacious
Bold
Resourceful
The Jesus Effect
On an otherwise cloudy afternoon the sun suddenly breaks through, casting rays down onto the Andaman Sea and its Karst sentinels. “The Jesus Effect,” I say, loudly enough so Katrin can hear me over the engine’s roar and the ocean sloshing against the Thai longtail’s hull.
“What?”
“The Jesus Effect,” I say more loudly. “When the sun comes through the clouds in shimmering rays like that.”
The red granite marble
The red granite marble
Rests in his bed of grasses and rock
In the gum tree’s shadow
Rests in his bed of grasses and rock
In the gum tree’s shadow
A marble that never rolled an inch
Nor was shot from a giant’s thumb
Nor tossed by demonic whim
Sitting here in the sun
Sturdy as the crystalline block
He once was on this very spot
Evening haiku balance
Day ends in balance
Blends violet and orange
Night falls; stars unveiled
Blends violet and orange
Night falls; stars unveiled
Arching Caress
She gasped with every page turned, taking in each image with surprise, joy, fascination. Then, she stopped, on this portfolio page. “Beautiful,” she said. Her eyes followed the arching steel once, before she touched the photograph. She touched it, tracing the arc of it slowly, deliberately, as if she could feel the smooth metal beneath her fingers. It was the kind of caress you give someone you’re passionate for, someone you’ve wanted, someone you’re touching for the very first time.
Create moments worth living
Good:
live in the moment.
live in the moment.
Better:
create moments worth living.
Opposable Thumb
Our love affair with our mind, which freed us.
But I remind you of this humble digit,
But I remind you of this humble digit,
Which put us on our feet,
So our grasp could reach higher,
