life emerges from deep hibernation, looks like spring offshoots of my buried, frozen dreams? I still mourn the ones I lost Haikai Challenge #22 by Frank J. Tassone
Barely Spring
Human Destiny
This is not how I was born. A genetic identity was in place, but genes are oh-so-mutable. Each experience and how I stored it in memory defined me, each interaction drew a response, and defined a personality, each moment flung me into the future. How much of it can be programmed into a robot? This … Continue reading Human Destiny
Burdened
criss-cross lifelines squirting red fluid pumping station to fuel activity cleansing purifying oxygenating overpowered by futile poetic imagination Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox
Complexity
repainted stories complexity of layers baffles sunlight #writephoto
Unsolicited Fame
A hunt has been launched for the unknown signature on the wall. The painter living in the slums is amused, as he could not spell his name right. He is blissfully unaware of the fact that fame awaits him, for his considerable talent as a realistic wall artist. Three Line Tales #Week 108
Unsung
The wall art on the street was a tourist attraction. The blue bicycle parked opposite the wall remained largely ignored, despite the eye-catching color. It was perhaps parked at a wrong spot, and managed to escape penalty. A writer kept visiting the spot daily for two weeks, and noticed that the bicycle had not moved. … Continue reading Unsung
Door left ajar
doors left ajar allow entry but lack of warmth makes me regret optimism retraced steps heavy and beaten count the miles but cannot obliterate animosity SoCS
Challenged
flat surfaces invite to borrow warmth and enjoy horizontal bliss limbs are heavy, but dark challenges do not let me stop destinations beckon Saturday Mix at MLMM The Challenge Same Same But Different Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. … Continue reading Challenged
Homeless
born and raised but alone in a mindset I kept looking outside to talk, to share, to opine I never ever felt at home. college was fun with kids around indulging in frivolity. Realization… of a higher mental age struck… I never ever felt at home. work excited me as a platform to … Continue reading Homeless
Seasons
a part of the whole seasons separated but strung in threads of time Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
