Shouting with pain will not move or affect a twisted conscience. Get up, take charge, march ahead, It is your life, own it! Inspired by ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-140 ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2017/03/13/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-140-twistshout/
The media is abuzz with stories about dogs saving abandoned babies, in different countries as far as Kenya, Brazil, Thailand and India. There are instances of fake stories, too. But the spirit of these four-legged angels is 100% genuine. The so-called ferocious, feared stray dogs respect life. http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/kolkata/Stray-dogs-save-abandoned-newborn-girl/articleshow/55279436.cms Here is a nonet dedicated to the … Continue reading Angels
Darkness enveloped the world, and hope was dying, unfamiliar shapes tore through the grey skies and restored trust in life. Inspired by #Writephoto -- horizon at Sue Vincent https://scvincent.com/2017/03/09/thursday-photo-prompt-horizon-writephoto/
Did you realize, that the tables turned on you? I took all your blarney, and dumped you. I picked new benchmarks, and moved along my path You were deceived by my eyes, where your real face shone through. Inspired by Patricia's Place, In other Words https://patriciasplace.me/2017/03/08/29909/
Flower power is ability to express different emotions at different life stages from spring to winter and Death. Inspired by #weeklytankachallenge -35 https://ramblingsofawriter2016.com/2017/03/08/weekly-tanka-prompt-challenge-week-35-spring-flowers/
Whose fire was it that demanded appeasement? The rains wet the earth unmindful of passion raging below the surface. Inspired by Colleen's Weekly #Tanka #Poetry #Challenge-24 https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/03/07/colleens-weekly-tanka-poetry-challenge-24-fire-rain/
Was it black magic, hypnosis, witchcraft or treecraft? The magical evening had cast its spell on me, in the forest. I could not just see and smell the trees, but hear them. I was drunk on their beauty and wisdom. I had often wondered why my grandmother told me not to pluck flowers, after sundown. … Continue reading The Forest Society
Peeping through a hole At the monument he built The King had his day. Inspired by RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #139 King&Day https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2017/03/06/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-139-kingday/
This is a weekly challenge I look forward to, and enjoy doing. FLASH FICTION POETWEET (139 characters) SHADORMA SUMMATION Inspired by Saturday Mix- Lorraine 04.03.17 https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/03/04/saturday-mix-lorraine-04-03-17/ Coverpic: twitter.com
Tales with smoke or salt love them raw a dash of chili pepper accompanied by pickle’s bite and brine. Throughout the long centuries Men come into conflict Women have also often been at the centre of the industry, culminating in the lives of those involved celebrated in the arts, literature, craft, music and folklore … Continue reading Celebrity Lives
