Unwritten

gulfs widenI see sharp words flyegos stretchin search ofrelevance, and maryet unwritten story plots https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/05/06/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-106/ https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/05/05/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-176-poetschoice/

Taj Mahal

I see engraved patterns of unusual creativity and exquisite craftsmanship. White-labelling came into existence, when identities were lost in smooth paleness of marble. Taj Mahal is but a sculpted grave, with souls of unknown artists scattered in the invisible graveyard. I don’t see pine trees and the water canal, but hear muffled sounds of creators. … Continue reading Taj Mahal

Bridge to Nowhere #writephoto

The sand moving under my bare feet makes me feel unstable. I wonder if stories about the end of the world coming soon are true. What will it feel like? sand slips by fading consciousness asks for peace   Will you be able to build bridges that last? The glow attracts, but does not feel … Continue reading Bridge to Nowhere #writephoto